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Jan 08, 2006 12:58

First off, I may have to never drunk facebook again. I wouldn't really care normally, but when I read the subject lines with things like "I help at moving" it makes me want to vomit. I sound like I don't even understand the English language. That's not cute at all.

You know what else is not cute? My fucking hair cut. My normal gay guy was not working today instead he was getting his hair dyed by his boyfriend in the back. I mean he really did not need to change his effing hair color again. Everytime I see the guy it's a new color. And his selfishness totally cost me a good haircut. Seriously it's like short and long and something a woman would have in the 80s. Like when I tell my normal guy how to cut my hair I don't even think he listens. He just stares at my head and thinks to himself "How can I make this hair fabulous," snaps his fingers a few times, places one hand on his hips, starts cutting my hair and it works out everytime. This new girl could not make fabulous hair happen if her life depended on it obviously.

And to make matters worse I have to work today when all the dorm kids re coming back. I may want to die once work is over.
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