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I finally got my ridiculously long hair cut. Whoo-hoo! I was growing it out to chop off the ten inches that I need to donate my hair, but the ends got really split and too many nights of choosing to either wake up with my hair tangled or get it rolled over on and pulled motivated me to just getting it cut about shoulder length. From here I will probably regrow it out to the appropriate amount since my hair grows at an amazing pace. Meanwhile my head feels soooooo light now. I, um, also, may have bangs. Which is a whim I get every so often even though growing them out always is painful. But I wanted bangs damn it. And now I have them. If I could find my camera I would take pics. But my camera is lost right now, so y'all are spared.
I don't even know why I'm watching anymore, to be honest. It's like, I'm invested in the outcome because I've watched it this far, but I really couldn't care less at this point. If anyone was surprised that Jason went home . . . well, I don't know who would be. He was kind of craptastic all around. Plus, the boy tried to school us on DYLAN. Like, Jason, dude, I think you're the last person in America who hasn't heard of Bob Dylan.
Out of the final three, I don't even know anymore who I want to win. David C. is probably the most polished and consistent. But I have this total irrational (please note I said IRRATIONAL - as in NO RATIONAL REASON) dislike of the guy. He rubs me the wrong way and the judges won't stop fellating him on his originality, which, no. David A. is adorable, but he's also a lot of the times boring. Like he was bred and raised in this tube until he came out fully formed just for this shot at being the American idol. And that's sort of creepy if you think about it for too long. And Sayesha, I want to like her, because she's dorky and spazzy and why for the love of all things did she start straightening her lovely hair? But then other times she sort of just makes me roll my eyes. So I don't even know anymore. I feel like I'm just along for the ride now, and the outcome won't make me happy or make me sad either way.
Um. So I'm hoping that I can talk my sisters into going to see Iron Man with me over the weekend. And I will probably be the last person on Earth to see it. But I don't care. Also, I'm kind of like "Eh, why did they make this 4th Indy movie when they ended on such a great note with 'Holy Grail'?". But I will go and see it anyway. Because I'm a huge dork and I loved the Indy movies to a ridiculous degree as a kid.
I don't even know why I'm watching anymore, to be honest. It's like, I'm invested in the outcome because I've watched it this far, but I really couldn't care less at this point. If anyone was surprised that Jason went home . . . well, I don't know who would be. He was kind of craptastic all around. Plus, the boy tried to school us on DYLAN. Like, Jason, dude, I think you're the last person in America who hasn't heard of Bob Dylan.
Out of the final three, I don't even know anymore who I want to win. David C. is probably the most polished and consistent. But I have this total irrational (please note I said IRRATIONAL - as in NO RATIONAL REASON) dislike of the guy. He rubs me the wrong way and the judges won't stop fellating him on his originality, which, no. David A. is adorable, but he's also a lot of the times boring. Like he was bred and raised in this tube until he came out fully formed just for this shot at being the American idol. And that's sort of creepy if you think about it for too long. And Sayesha, I want to like her, because she's dorky and spazzy and why for the love of all things did she start straightening her lovely hair? But then other times she sort of just makes me roll my eyes. So I don't even know anymore. I feel like I'm just along for the ride now, and the outcome won't make me happy or make me sad either way.
Um. So I'm hoping that I can talk my sisters into going to see Iron Man with me over the weekend. And I will probably be the last person on Earth to see it. But I don't care. Also, I'm kind of like "Eh, why did they make this 4th Indy movie when they ended on such a great note with 'Holy Grail'?". But I will go and see it anyway. Because I'm a huge dork and I loved the Indy movies to a ridiculous degree as a kid.