Hello people!
I didn't eat dinner last night. In fact, all I ate yesterday was a handful of popcorn chicken (and I'm not exaggerating that, lol) and two pieces of toast. And the strange thing is that I wasn't hungry, even though I barely ate anything. I'm usually hungry, even after having at least two full meals, lol. I like to snack, but yesterday, not so much. That's what the crimson wave does to me. GRAWR. I missed food yesterday.
Mom woke me up at 7:30 today cuz we had to go to our hair appointments! :D I watched a *little* TV, but mostly, I got ready and we left around 8:30; my appointment was at 9:15. Both of our appointments were with Allison, who did my hair last time (the bangs, remember?). She is made of utter and complete win, so it was totally great to see/talk to her again. I got the haircut I wanted, btw. ;] *cha-ching* PIC TIME:
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It's kinda hard to see the differences via picture, but if you could see it in RL, it's layered MUCH better and is so much prettier. X] I love it SO MUCH, lol. <3 Ahem. Mom got her hair dyed to rid it of the *GASP* little bit of gray it had, and it's back to her natural color, but it's pretty dark and she doesn't like it much. Dad, Nick and I all think it looks great, but she doesn't agree. *shrugs* She likes her hair bright.
We've convinced her to only get a light sprinkling of butterscotch highlights, lol. XD MOVING ON, cuz ya know, hair is so important, I should totally have wasted two paragraphs on it. *shakes head* After our haircuts, we went to Panera (s'down the road) for lunch at 11:30. I got my ushe Bacon Turkey Bravo and Frozen Caramel, but no pastry, sadly. I wasn't that hungry, anyway, though, so it's okay.
I discussed my desperate want to NOT have kids and to get a hysterectomy (eventually, of course) with mom. She really wants me to have kids, even though it's totally, ya know, MY decision, not hers. Let's not get into THAT right now. I told her that even if I get a hysterectomy, I could still adopt a kid, if for some unforseeable reason, I change my mind (which won't be happening, but whatever).
I honestly don't think she thought of that as an option, and now I think she'd be okay with me getting a hysterectomy when I'm a little older and have the money. Which is great, cuz I fucking want one, LOL. *awkward* We went home after lunch cuz I was feeling particularly crappy and Nick and dad got home from taking a tour of CCAD (Columbus College of Art and Design) to see if Nick wanted to go there.
He's actually considering it, even though he doesn't like Ohio. *shrugs* Go figure. Um, so, teh rents and I watched this past week's Supernatural and Ugly Betty. Let's address Ugly Betty first: it was pretty funny. Every week, I always think it's gonna be shit and that I'm gonna wanna drop the show completely, but then it seems to be just good or just amusing enough for me to wanna watch another episode.
Speaking of shows turning to shit, this week's Supernatural. Oh my god, it's becoming SUCH bull, it practically hurts to watch it. I'm sick of the dramatic angel/demon/broken seals shit. I'm sick of all the cryptic messages. I'm sick of Sam's secrecy from Dean and Dean getting all pissed off and whiny about Sam's secrets. It's ridiculous and lame and I'm *this close* to not watching anymore.
The only reason I haven't dropped it yet is cuz Jensen Ackles is so damn hot. But if this continues, even his awesomeness can't keep me watching. *sigh* So, now, I'm watching some eps of TDS/TCR, then I'm gonna play some video games. Not sure what yet, but something, lol. Something espionagey, methinks. OH, title of this post is from Ugly Betty; Marc said it to Wilhelmina (sp?). <3
THIS IS: A SKETCH THE END.
Love y'all - Mira/Doc/Kat *meow*