(Part One of Spa Day here) At around 4:00, Middle sister and I got out of Satan’s Butthole and parted ways for 90 minutes. Middle went to get a full body massage, and I went stumbling out to the meditation gardens, having not eaten since nine that morning and pretty
Guess where I spent Thursday, my Peeps? That’s right. Spa Day. Glorious, all day Spa Day. At a real spa, even. Why weren’t you there? We should totally go together next time. I decided to smuggle a camera in and photo-document. That’s how much I love you. This is a