When simple pleasures turn to obsessions
My hair and I are playing a little game called "find the split end". I've like never had long hair so this is so unbelievably new to me... and fun. Everytime I get a free minute the hunt is on. But not for long, because, like I always do when I think I want long locks, I'm gonna take it up a notch, or two, or three.
I have some things I'm tring to sale... but I'm to damn lazy to post pics right now. So if anyone still ever reads this, stay tuned.
Last night was hell; 5 hours(not a minute shorter)of wide awake, stairing at the ceiling delirium. I took much to much Robitussin; the shit's like meth. NOT that I would know a damn thing about meth.... but still..... like meth... or acid.... illegal drugs.... (yeah mom, that's for you, cause I know you snoop.... nosey.... just kidding mom. XOXOXO love love).
Any frigg'n way, You cheeses need to play Mario Party with me cause I spent alot of money on it and Greg's been playing all the fun out of it. *whisper* I don't like him. :P
I have some things I'm tring to sale... but I'm to damn lazy to post pics right now. So if anyone still ever reads this, stay tuned.
Last night was hell; 5 hours(not a minute shorter)of wide awake, stairing at the ceiling delirium. I took much to much Robitussin; the shit's like meth. NOT that I would know a damn thing about meth.... but still..... like meth... or acid.... illegal drugs.... (yeah mom, that's for you, cause I know you snoop.... nosey.... just kidding mom. XOXOXO love love).
Any frigg'n way, You cheeses need to play Mario Party with me cause I spent alot of money on it and Greg's been playing all the fun out of it. *whisper* I don't like him. :P