Ever since my pregnancy I have had pretty terrible hair growth problems. I read a lot of information online about hormonal effects of pregnancy, excessive hair growth is on one them. It’s not really a massive problem but it’s caused me a lot of anxiety because I just hate the way I look. I’ve looked into all kinds of treatments, I’ve tried my fair share of waxing, shaving and even electrolysis but now it’s time for something more permanent. I know it takes a few sessions to have a lasting impact which sounds long but at this point I’m kind of willing to try anything. After my baby was born I became pretty motivated to get back into shape and I feel like this hairy issue is holding me back. I spoke to a cosmetic dermatologist about laser hair removal in Melbourne, he said excessive hairiness was an extremely common side effect of pregnancy and laser treatment is efficient. I have arranged an initial consultation so a doctor can take a look and do a patch test to see if I qualify for treatment. I have done pretty well so far to regain my pre baby body. I’ve lost all the weight and then some and my fitness is better than it was before. It would just be a real slap in the face if I was left with this one last hairy reminder of my pregnancy. My beautiful baby is enough of a gorgeous reminder of what I went through, I don’t feel the need to hang on to another one. According to the girls at the gym, laser hair removal is the way forward, many of them have undergone treatment and are now smooth and hair free!
Working on a remote tropical island comes with its highs and lows. The sunshine, beautiful surroundings and plentiful fruit trees make it a pretty glorious place to live. However, access to modern comforts is difficult. My boat is my main link to resources, whether they be essentials like fuel and clean water or luxuries like chocolate and moisturizers, without my boat I am a little stranded. To avoid being stranded I invest a lot of time and money into keeping the old girl in good shape. I recently bought new 
I’m opening up an old school hotel and I’m calling it the Road House. It’s right near the freeway and it’s going to be a stop over point for truckers and bikies. It’s going to be great. I’ve got my bar wenches lined up and convenient booths for discreet deals. There’s going to be a wide space for dancing to country music and brawling. I’m also going to have a greyhound racing arena out the back, to encourage a few of the local punters. I can’t wait to open up my Road House!
I have become weirdly obsessed with online forums. Being unemployed means I have an excess of time on my hands and I have found a deep sense of satisfaction at trawling through the internet. Some of my favourites include the Coles facebook page, where people discuss a quinoa shortage as if it signaled the end of the world, and medical complaints forums. I get a sadistic kick off people complaining of their strange ailments, it’s a bonus when there is an attached picture. Occasionally an actual medical professional will step in and shatter everyone’s hypochondria with some concise and powerful advice. I got sucked in deep yesterday and spent 10 hours on forums about 
It’s so hard sometimes, watching great fiction that presents us with boundless opportunity and freedom, but then having to come right back to real life. Like how in superhero comics, if you’re being mugged you just scream a bit and some low-key crimefighter will come to help you. Or if you’re hiking in the woods and your tablet runs out of power, the Power Rangers will come along and charge it for you. All that stuff.
My unit is engulfed in vegetation. Seriously, it looks like a hut in a jungle. There are enormous trees crowding the building, plus a wilderness of plants and bushes flourishing underneath. It’s so out of control that I can’t even see out of my windows. The lounge room’s always dark even when it’s day time due to the leaves pressed against the glass, and the bedroom and bathroom actually have vines creeping in through the walls. It’s high-time that the body corporate call for tree removal services. 
I love buying gifts for my brother because he’s the easiest person to buy for. Everyone else – my sister, my parents, my girlfriend – is so hard to buy for and I never know what to get. The women are too fussy, and my dad, he just pretty much loafs around the house all day and has no hobbies. My brother on the other hand, loves adventure sports. Every years he’s doing a new thing like mountain hiking or skiing. This year, his craze has been fishing. He’s getting into it so much that he bought himself a boat and has been taking it out every weekend ever since. It makes great fodder for birthday present ideas, because now I’m getting him