Funny how that works out
Today was my birthday. I am now twenty; I have survived two decades and I am entering into the third. Crazy things.
I had to work nearly all day today. I got sick from a really bad migraine though - like could not drive and Kim had to pick me up kind of sick. Not so fun part. But I left work about two hours early and took a double dose of pain killers and slept for about an hour. Then I felt better enough to go get birthday ice cream with all my friends! <3 ^_^ That was nice and really made my day.
Zoe and I went to the mall together on Saturday. We went to target for a few little things and just sorta meandered around. We got food in the food court and sundaes at Friendly's. Then we went to Target and went hat shopping for me (no joy, unfortunately). Gotta keep looking for a good hat. We've ruled out beanies and news boy hats, and bowl hats. They just look silly on me. And I can't rock the fedora - that's a purely lesbian talent (and Sarah, she's straight but rocks her fedoras). Either way~ I'm needing some hair coverage right now. Mostly for my own help, but also for my own security/comfort zone. Meghan may be knitting me one of her patented "worry hats" in a fun burgundy color. Maybe mom can crochet one with a pretty pattern. Who knows. She needs something to do while she sits, since Satchi hurt mum's foot. D:
Anyway, main point of this post isss: I'm busted. The roomie busted me. I mean, I kind of figured Zoe'd have at least noticed something weird with me/my hair. Especially because she was so helpful with hats and stuff. Well, suspicion confirmed. She tooootaly straight up called me out tonight. A really blunt, totally Zoe-like statement. "Tiiiinaaaa, stop pulling out your hair!"
Busted.
Big time.
I guess I sorta needed this.
I had to work nearly all day today. I got sick from a really bad migraine though - like could not drive and Kim had to pick me up kind of sick. Not so fun part. But I left work about two hours early and took a double dose of pain killers and slept for about an hour. Then I felt better enough to go get birthday ice cream with all my friends! <3 ^_^ That was nice and really made my day.
Zoe and I went to the mall together on Saturday. We went to target for a few little things and just sorta meandered around. We got food in the food court and sundaes at Friendly's. Then we went to Target and went hat shopping for me (no joy, unfortunately). Gotta keep looking for a good hat. We've ruled out beanies and news boy hats, and bowl hats. They just look silly on me. And I can't rock the fedora - that's a purely lesbian talent (and Sarah, she's straight but rocks her fedoras). Either way~ I'm needing some hair coverage right now. Mostly for my own help, but also for my own security/comfort zone. Meghan may be knitting me one of her patented "worry hats" in a fun burgundy color. Maybe mom can crochet one with a pretty pattern. Who knows. She needs something to do while she sits, since Satchi hurt mum's foot. D:
Anyway, main point of this post isss: I'm busted. The roomie busted me. I mean, I kind of figured Zoe'd have at least noticed something weird with me/my hair. Especially because she was so helpful with hats and stuff. Well, suspicion confirmed. She tooootaly straight up called me out tonight. A really blunt, totally Zoe-like statement. "Tiiiinaaaa, stop pulling out your hair!"
Busted.
Big time.
I guess I sorta needed this.