anata ni tanoma nakereba yokatta
Or: " I should never have let you near me!"
Tomorrow I am having my hair cut. This is what it looks like now (excuse the smirk):
I'm hoping it will be shorter at the front (almost a fringe, ne?) and looking a little less unruly than it does lately. Today it's looking pretty good as I found the hair-dryers at the pool. Then at some point this weekend I'll dye it with the henna I picked up. I'll give you blow by blow images of the whole affair, just in case I lose my hair somewhere along the way. Still, henna can't be as disastrous as peroxiding your hair, having a hoot, and finding your luscious locks have turned to glass as a result. Regardless, I'd do it all again.
I'm currently downloading Lisa's copy of The Sugarcubes' "Life's Too Good" album (thank 'eee). I was doing this while listening to David Bowie's "Outside". My iTunes disliked this arrangement and has now changed to Chris Thile's "Deceiver" without any prompting on my part.
We have another party this weekend. I'm filled with a slight sense of dread about the whole thing, but maybe that's good, as it will deter me from getting too wasted. Then again, maybe it will spur me on. Sod it, there's nowt else to do here but drink, and it more often than not results in hilarity of some sort. And, just in case you're worried, I haven't started drinking before I get out of bed.
Tomorrow I am having my hair cut. This is what it looks like now (excuse the smirk):
I'm hoping it will be shorter at the front (almost a fringe, ne?) and looking a little less unruly than it does lately. Today it's looking pretty good as I found the hair-dryers at the pool. Then at some point this weekend I'll dye it with the henna I picked up. I'll give you blow by blow images of the whole affair, just in case I lose my hair somewhere along the way. Still, henna can't be as disastrous as peroxiding your hair, having a hoot, and finding your luscious locks have turned to glass as a result. Regardless, I'd do it all again.
I'm currently downloading Lisa's copy of The Sugarcubes' "Life's Too Good" album (thank 'eee). I was doing this while listening to David Bowie's "Outside". My iTunes disliked this arrangement and has now changed to Chris Thile's "Deceiver" without any prompting on my part.
We have another party this weekend. I'm filled with a slight sense of dread about the whole thing, but maybe that's good, as it will deter me from getting too wasted. Then again, maybe it will spur me on. Sod it, there's nowt else to do here but drink, and it more often than not results in hilarity of some sort. And, just in case you're worried, I haven't started drinking before I get out of bed.