h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Too early for dinner for me. Sweet dreams.

C

Wakey, wakey- rise and shine! (Don't make me open the window and pull the covers off!)



C

Gnnghnngghnghhh?

Oh, come off it- according to my handy dandy Mac map it's past supper there! And I've just finished brunch... but tossle-haired and sleepy eyed it is then (somewhere someone is getting up) Have a good day (not me, I have to go for an exam at the doctor's)

bcnu


C

For once I don't have to rush this while I peek out the office door waiting for my next job to hurtle in.



C

You are right of course, I may be tousel-haired, but I am not sleepy.

Hungry, yes, but not sleepy.

Good luck with the doctor. Call them by their first name, it really riles them!

B

I think calling him by his first name in this case may be a little...forward. The procedure involves a...er...probe as it were. Let's put it this way- tonight I may be typing standing up.



C

Yes, I am very glad I don't have a postrate. Having someone you are not in a sexual relationship with doing an internal exam is very bizzare. Not that I would EVER have a relationship with a doctor, that would be even more bizzare.

Good luck, anyway.

(You could always call him 'sailor' )

B

Well you get examined *internally* I would assume? Do you prefer a male or female doctor?

(thinks-*how did we get from the original subject to this- is it some kind of opening line again?*)

All my practitioners except my dentist and my dietician are women.

Having said that, I did have aryeuvedic massage from a gentle and skilled indian man, but good though it was, and more than once though I had it, it was a different experience from having the same treatment from a woman.

The most bizzare (and I have to say wonderful) massage I have ever had was Thai massage which is much more interactive than normal massage. The masseuse will put a foot in your armpit and hold your hand to stretch your arm. Likewise in your groin to stretch your leg. Both of you are fully clothed. Interestingly that massage left me as incapable of speech as sex can leave me. There is so much more to touch than sex, (and so much more to sex than touch, for that matter). It is a shame that we have allied them so closely in our psychoses.

Was that a pick up line? Well, maybe. I have a lesbian friend who uses the line 'trust me, I am a gaenecologist!'

B

Because of my work, all my massages are of the deep penetrating kind- usually Swedish or Shiatsu. By the time all the knots are beaten to submission I'm too much of a bowl of oatmeal to have a more sensual one. For that reason I usually like my masseuse to be a man, since they generally have more muscle tone. I once had a very good holistic masseuse (female) who put me through a dozen forms of pleasure and pain but alas she is no longer available. All my practitioners of the medical arts are male, but only because our public heath system is going through the same transitions yours did 10 to 20 years ago and good ones are sparse.

C

Off to lunch, hope to talk again. I hope the subject matter hasn't been too objectionable!

C

ps- would you mind if I made you a *friend* as per the new H2G2 format?

I'd be honoured.

I am planning on learning how to do some forms of massage properly next year. I am a good amateur, but I would like to know more about what I am doing. As I said in the Peer Review thread, if you are going to do something, for goodness' sake do it well.

B

Back from the doctor and sushi for dinner (had to starve myself all day). I'm quite certain he liked the *inspection* as much as I did (thank goodness) which is to say not at all.

I had to take a beginner's course in massage for my father who had fibrositis (a form of arthritis). I can find the ends of muscles and know most of their names in the back and legs which is where he suffered. That was a long time ago though and I am sure what I do has been improved on. Still makes me popular at work and home, though!



C