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uh.. today: wake up. slave labor. hair "appointment". i have never had an appointment for my hair. this guy was funny, he kept poking at my hair, and said it was a crime to cut it, then he cut it. i thought it was a crime, but MY CLOSEST FRIENDS, and EVER ANETTE said to cut it. it really was not in my plan to get it cut, it was all my mother. its a crime in this house to wake up with messy hair. goodness. anyways, lunch at lizzy's work, good food. pick up sisters, walk to albertsons to buy some root beer. parrot practice. blasted parrot. they said i did good. if you can't do a good parrot, you don't deserve to talk. all i have to do is be obnoxius and loud. what can i say? i'm a natural. parrot practice took me to about half hour ago. good times? no.