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Thursday saw me doing drag once again and I have to admit it’s still as much fun as ever to strut my stuff in 4 inch heels, although coincedentally I noticed an online test today that I just had to do which posed the question, “Are you really your gender?”

Being the type to believe all internet tests are infallable I’d like to announce that from this day on I would like to be known as Davina Q as according to this test I am a woman.

In my defense however I would like to say that whilst I do prefer alcopops to beer I am a cider drinker and will be to the day I die and as to having to always look nice I can but dream!

Well the fun of the last few days is over and it’s back to reality and the monotony of call centre life for a little longer at least. I am back to Glamorgan for their Freshers’ ball next week and a few events in the future, but at the moment that’s it- just the odd visit, although I am hoping they’ll start getting me over regularly as it was a lot of fun to go there and do something I enjoy.

After all which would you sooner do, run around taking photos of drunks some of whom it has to be said are rather attractive or answer the phone repeatedly wondering whether this time it’s going to be someone who is either thick as pig shit, deaf, pissed off, doesn’t speak English or if you are really lucky some combination of the four?

The only plus side of the day job is that at the moment at least the pay is better.

So with all the sexy school girls about, who wound up behind the bikesheds with who? See the photos here…

Davina Q is back in action tonight and as a result I have had to get my legs done (after all if they are going on show I want them to look good!) Now in the past I have had friends do it for me and I discovered why that isn’t such a bad idea as although they aim to cause pain they can also reach awkward areas a lot easier.

I now know this thanks to discovering it the hard way when trying to do my legs earlier, when I had to go with half waxed legs to find a housemate of the friend I have been staying with whilst working at Glamogan Uni and ask them if they would mind helping me out by finishing my legs off for me.

She was very understanding and in no time at all I had assumed the position and was having the backs of my legs waxed by her, with her talking about the ways she’d had hair removed from various areas in the past and saying how she depilated and how it was more painful than waxing and that in fact it was so paiful she had to get her partner to do her legs for her to avoid wimping out halfway through.

I commented that although in the past I had shaved, waxed, used hair removal cream and even what was effectively fine sandpaper on my legs I have never tried depilation as I had never thought of it or had opportunity.

Of course this being me I had now thought of it and Lara waxing my legs offered me the opportunity…

And god was she right about it being painfull! Whilst most of the time it was bearable even I had to wince a couple of times as she worked her way up the backs of my legs - now in the past I have had some brutal people wax my legs and I laughed all through that, but I have to admit that the depilator wiped the smile off of my face.

So what have I learned today?

Firstly, that depilation is a whole new world of pain and secondly, that it’s better when someone else does your legs for you so it’s the salon and not the bathroom for me next time I have have to do my legs.

The teams may not have had their trials for this years teams yet, but that didn’t stop some of you from scoring early this season! See the photos here.

One of the things I love about working in venues has to be the people I meet and what I will say or do just to get a photo, a classic example of this happened last night a fairly attractive girl didn’t want her photo taken, saying that she, “didn’t want to break my camera”.

I of course wasn’t lost for a reply and turning on the cheese took her by the hand and replied, “Darling, the only thing of mine you could break is my heart!”