the indubitably inimitable exploits of moi.
today i went swimming in a pool. maybe the bleach i use to dye my hair had so corroded my brain that i was unable to resist the alluring smell of chlorine, as i walked, in a chemical daze, to the edge of the water, and performed a graceful cannonball into the deep end. or perhaps, it was a subconcious desire to have bright green streaks of hair cascading from my scalp in mermaidlike waves.
i have an audition tommorrow, i thought to myself...(this is after hearing the sounds of women screaming and watching the children run in terror amongst cries and shrieks of 'Monster!')...and my hair is green.
luckily i posted on bleachmybrains and recieved intelligence on washing hair with tomato juice.
god, i love tomato juice. i cant say i believed it would work, but it did.
i dont know if my boyfriend's face looked funnier when he opened the shower door and saw me drenched and dripping red, or when he glanced down and saw the bottle of tomato juice. hehe.
i have an audition tommorrow, i thought to myself...(this is after hearing the sounds of women screaming and watching the children run in terror amongst cries and shrieks of 'Monster!')...and my hair is green.
luckily i posted on bleachmybrains and recieved intelligence on washing hair with tomato juice.
god, i love tomato juice. i cant say i believed it would work, but it did.
i dont know if my boyfriend's face looked funnier when he opened the shower door and saw me drenched and dripping red, or when he glanced down and saw the bottle of tomato juice. hehe.