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So I cut Ray's hair and started dying it (which will have to be repeated so we can get it as white as she wants). She's happy, I'm happy, and Ian and Adrian love it. I gave her an undercut on the sides (but it's still thick enough in the middle to not be a mohawk), left partials of the lower part of the long locks infront of her ears (in that industrial way Phim draws all the damn time), and then kept the bangs above that long, so they blend together. Cut the rest of her hair to just past the tops of her ears and made it messy-even (I don't like things looking completely even when I do them. I like a grungey-grown in look), but left her long as fuck rat tail long as fuck. Then dyed in the beginings of a skunk stripe.
As she doesn't want me paying for my tattoos (fuck that, I'm paying, they can deal XD), this entitled us for a trade (because I won't let her pay for getting her hair cut). I get one tat for this haircut, which might be my/Runt's sobriety stars on my inner elbows (used for Runt to signify his no longer being addicted to H).
I need to pick up new hair cutting scissors. I miss mine. They were my lovelies T_T
Been listening to Talking Heads all day.
have to do interviews with new clients from Noon-3 with an empty slot at 1:30 for Ian to have a break and eat. This means I have 5 evaulations. They better come with all their paperwork (which they're told to bring) because I won't have time for them to sit around and do that shit.
... I could stick them in my front office (.. yes we have a reception office now. I hate it. Eva's getting me a doggie gate so I can have some with me, like my Salome<3) and make them fill it out there. Sounds like a plan.
They're selling a church in Troy. Oh god, that'll be the day.
Tyber (the baby) kinda was awake this morning just before we woke up, and the next thing I know Ian's twisting his fingers in my hair over and over and pulling in his sleep, which is a Boone thing.
Which is therefore so
fucking
weird.
Tyber wants Anthony's car (Nova, to have with his own Biscayne).
Anthony wants Tyber's ass (to add to the rest of his horde :\ ).
I hate to break it to them, but
it's not gonna work out
As she doesn't want me paying for my tattoos (fuck that, I'm paying, they can deal XD), this entitled us for a trade (because I won't let her pay for getting her hair cut). I get one tat for this haircut, which might be my/Runt's sobriety stars on my inner elbows (used for Runt to signify his no longer being addicted to H).
I need to pick up new hair cutting scissors. I miss mine. They were my lovelies T_T
Been listening to Talking Heads all day.
have to do interviews with new clients from Noon-3 with an empty slot at 1:30 for Ian to have a break and eat. This means I have 5 evaulations. They better come with all their paperwork (which they're told to bring) because I won't have time for them to sit around and do that shit.
... I could stick them in my front office (.. yes we have a reception office now. I hate it. Eva's getting me a doggie gate so I can have some with me, like my Salome<3) and make them fill it out there. Sounds like a plan.
They're selling a church in Troy. Oh god, that'll be the day.
Tyber (the baby) kinda was awake this morning just before we woke up, and the next thing I know Ian's twisting his fingers in my hair over and over and pulling in his sleep, which is a Boone thing.
Which is therefore so
fucking
weird.
Tyber wants Anthony's car (Nova, to have with his own Biscayne).
Anthony wants Tyber's ass (to add to the rest of his horde :\ ).
I hate to break it to them, but
it's not gonna work out