so I used some toner
for some reason it didn't do shit. I don't think it was violet enough. I'm beginning to think the folks at ricky's have no idea what they're talking about. my mom tried to take me to supercuts to see what they could do, which was annoying and embarrassing because despite loving how my haircut looks I know it's uneven and unprofessional, and this was pointed out to me, and I don't even want to know what they think of dreads. for now I'll deal with the yellow.
other than that, I got a new phone. I've been going through some stupid drama with a broken blackberry and having my calls forwarded to my old number and therefore having to carry around my old phone, but now everything's all traded in and settled and I'm back to using my current number and have a really cute little thing that actually fits properly in my fucking pocket, which is so satisfying.
speaking of phones, billy called. he's been in new jersey since the night of debauchery, but he's worried about his backpack, which he left with me. I was worried about bringing it home that night, because if my parents did decide to flip a shit I didn't want any of his stuff with me to incriminate him, so I dropped it with ellen. ellen, however, was just as tired and haggard as I was at that point and doesn't even remember a backpack being there. I'm hoping to be around them parts sometime soon and look for it a bit, because I do feel sort of bad for leaving it, but he should've thought about what was gonna happen to his stuff before he disappeared. oh, boys.
yup, that's about it. oh, and my jaw is massively sore because one of my wisdom teeth is coming in, blech.
cheers.
other than that, I got a new phone. I've been going through some stupid drama with a broken blackberry and having my calls forwarded to my old number and therefore having to carry around my old phone, but now everything's all traded in and settled and I'm back to using my current number and have a really cute little thing that actually fits properly in my fucking pocket, which is so satisfying.
speaking of phones, billy called. he's been in new jersey since the night of debauchery, but he's worried about his backpack, which he left with me. I was worried about bringing it home that night, because if my parents did decide to flip a shit I didn't want any of his stuff with me to incriminate him, so I dropped it with ellen. ellen, however, was just as tired and haggard as I was at that point and doesn't even remember a backpack being there. I'm hoping to be around them parts sometime soon and look for it a bit, because I do feel sort of bad for leaving it, but he should've thought about what was gonna happen to his stuff before he disappeared. oh, boys.
yup, that's about it. oh, and my jaw is massively sore because one of my wisdom teeth is coming in, blech.
cheers.