Sunday,
October 14, 2001

Hi-Tech Unmentionables, British Style

"What's your bra size?" Lyndon asked.

Now that's a way to open a conversation.

"I wear a mumblemumbleD. Why?" I replied.

"Well, I was just watching the Discovery Channel, and they were doing this special on some designers who created a new kind of bra designed for larger women," he explained. Apparently the new kind of boob holder is called Bioform, and they're available from Alders department stores in England, so since he was going to be there in a couple of weeks. . .

He also got the website URL and sent it to me. And all I can say is, "Oooooooh. . ." These look GOOD -- they use a new type of two-shot moulded undercup instead of underwiring (women will understand the horror that is underwires. Guys, imagine wearing underwear that uses a thin piece of curved metal right underneath your testicles to keep them elevated, and you get the general idea), and the design is downright sexy.

That's the only problem about being a big girl with big boobs -- your choice of bras comes down to "Pretty, but isn't going to do a damn thing for support AND the underwires are cutting into me," or "extra-strength rebar construction that will keep them up, but forget about enticing men." Something that can hit a happy medium between these options works for me, dude.

That whole sunny Sunday afternoon schtick

Not much happening in the Fletcher manse, folks. The only real thing of note is a rejection for "Maternal Instincts," which is fine because I got that great critique from FutureClassics and I need to seriously rewrite it anyway.

What else? Well, it's a lovely, peaceful Sunday afternoon and I haven't done a lick of housework and don't much care, I finally got the dollhouse I'm going to be building for a friend's daughter, Lyndon got some software he bought off eBay which turned out not to be the software he purchased but rather a training CD for that software, so he's off writing foul-tempered letters to the sellers, I currently have my laptop hooked up to a ZIP drive/external hard drive/scanner daisy chain so that I can access the scanner and scan in some pictures as soon as I finish downloading the driver software (all these moves play hell with keeping track of software CD-ROMs -- the pissy thing is, I KNOW I saw it around here somewhere), and later on I'm going to work on the synposes for these two alleged novels I'm supposed to be writing, ahem.

Yeah, Derek, I know -- I'll work on them, honest.

And I can't wait until tomorrow, when I can cash my paycheck and stop living la vida broke-a. After that, direct deposit kicks in. All in all, life is generally good.