Day 27 - Judgment Day

IT'S THE FIIINAAL COUNNNTDOWWWWN!!!!
In about five hours I'll be at The Wax Spot getting ready to bid farewell to...well...Rubik. I might have to change my name to something like Fabio after the deed is done. I mean, you can't have a hairless Rubik...

ox⋅y⋅mo⋅ron

/ˌɒksɪˈmɔrɒn, -ˈmoʊr-/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [ok-si-mawr-on, -mohr-] noun
Rhetoric. a figure of speech by which a locution produces an incongruous, seemingly self-contradictory effect, as in “cruel kindness” or “to make haste slowly” or "hairless Rubik"

So I think I've got everything ready, let's see:

• Exfoliating loofah...CHECK!
• Exfoliating soap...CHECK!
• Speedo (so they can wax around my goodies..my goodies..my goodies..NOT MY GOODIES!!)
• Ibouprofen...CHECK x 27!

I gotta say, I'm getting a little emotional here...I mean, this is going to change my whole way of life. No more tumble-hairs rolling around my bedroom and bathroom, no more shower clogs, no more having to roll up my shirt sleeves at work to cool off, no more having to tuck those protruding strands of chest hair back under my shirt...

Well Houston, you're gonna get one last chance to see this hairy bod (for a few months at least...). I'll be flaunting my mane at Memorial Park if anyone needs one last look... ='(