Anonymous asks Do you do massage at your new studio on the weekends as well, or still at your apartment? (a past customer….)
All my work is now done at my massage studio, located at 760 Market Street, Suite 755.
My hours are M-F 11am – 8pm, Sat 11am – 6pm, Closed Sundays. I’d be happy to book some time with you, Anonymous.
Please call me at 415-424-9570 and book an appointment.
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Aster asks:
Could i see a picture of your massage room?
What made you decide to train in massage therapy?
Have you ever been to England?
OK, three questions, but that’s as well.
My massage studio is located at 760 Market Street, Suite 755, in the Phelan Building, a Victorian Office Building built in 1908. I don’t have any decent photos of it yet, but as soon as I do, I’ll post them.
I decided to become a massage therapist because I wanted to do something as unlike computer programming as I could. I spent a long time in that sedentary career field, and needed to do something physically active, something immediate, something that’s not abstract, something that very directly helps people. Massage fills all of those needs. The body isn’t some abstract collection of objects and functions, but a very real, concrete thing laying there on the table, with a very real person animating it. Seeing someone get up off of my table after I have worked with them with less pain and/or greater mobility than before is such a joy. I am constantly amazed at how a simple touch well placed can be of tremendous benefit to someone. I didn’t know when I first started that I would be deriving such satisfaction from my work – heck, I didn’t even know that such satisfaction was even possible. Every day brings new challenges and new joys.
And finally, I’ve never been to England or anywhere else in Europe yet.
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I’ve been looking at The Onion more lately, and keep finding silly gems there, like this one. You’ve got to see the picture attacted to it.
I had to move my bed out of the way for the repairmen to come in and fix the ceiling today. this is giving me ideas for how to rearrange the room once the ceiling is fixed and painted…
Off to work now!
Why Do All These Homosexuals Keep Sucking My Cock? | The Onion – America’s Finest News Source
I’ve tried all sorts of things to get them to stop, but it has all been to no avail. A few months back, I started wearing an intimidating-looking black leather thong with menacing metal studs in the hopes that it would frighten those faggots off, but it didn’t work. In fact, it only seemed to encourage them. Then, I really started getting rough, slapping them around whenever they were sucking my cock, but that failed, too. Even pulling out of their mouths just before ejaculation and shooting sperm all over their face, neck, chest and hair seemed to have no effect. What do I have to do to get the message across to these swishes?
A Question: What’s YOUR favorite Onion Article?
Craigslist is endlessly entertaining
“want to get fucked now safe
*post pictures of bareback sex*”
I have my very first review up on there of my massage services. If you’ve received a massage from me before, why not go and write a review?
I wrote a review of Rotee Restaurant on Yelp.com a couple of weeks ago:
Terrible service, boring food – this place is more about being hip than having good food. I’d rather eat from a feed bin for farm animals than ever eat at Rotee again. While it’s not as bad as that other Indian place at Fillmore and Haight, whose name is thankfully blotted from my memory, it ranks right down there.
Too bad we can’t give zero stars.
And I received a response from one of the owners offering me a complimentary meal. I wonder if I should go or not?
There’s something so comforting about the ritual of going to work. I woke up early and laundered the only set of massage sheets I had here at the house in order to have a clean set of sheets for my client. I’ve been looking at getting a laundry service but haven’t found one that I am happy with yet, so the sheets have been growing in their bin in the corner of the office beside the dresser. I wheeled my big red bag downtown today in order to bring as many sets of sheets back for laundering here at the house.
My client arrived right on time, and we went to work. He’s very much into my energy work, so we do shiatsu and thai work, as well as some jin shin. But he also has some things going on with his shoulders that require some of my trigger point work, too, so it’s a mix of all my skills.
Once he left, I sat on my table, thinking I was going to put my shoes back on to get ready to leave. Instead, I laid down and slept for three hours! I guess I must have needed it. I woke up, packed up four sets of sheets, and headed across the street to my nemesis, but I had a small victory – I didn’t order any of their fries, which are like crack to me.
I came home and found that Plumpy (dhpbear) had cleared the hallway out in preparation for the ceiling repair/painters to come tomorrow and start the long-awaited repairs to the all the ceilings where the roof leaks damaged them. I suspect that this particular room will take a few days to complete, as they have to remove the track-lights, remove broken plaster, replace it with either plaster or dry-wall, and then finally paint. It is not a small area, but at least the process has begun. I am grateful for my office space now – I can continue working while they are doing the house repairs.