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First of all, I love my Jeep.
Second, I am VERY super excited because my sister and Jay are coming home from Amsterdam/Berlin in less than three hours. I did NOT like them being gone for so many days overseas, almost entirely out of communication with... well, me. I hope they had fun, because they're never going back. At least not without me in tow.
Work just got ridiculous. The heads of the program, whom I work for, have decided to change the curriculum in a horrible way. And have also decided not to listen to me when I tell them they are making a terrible mistake.
I need a haircut in a very serious way. It has been four months since my last haircut. If I had been able to go home last weekend, I would have gone to see Beth and this would have all been taken care of. Stupid blizzard in Ohio. And if I wait until the next time I have a chance to go home, it'll be another month. I had a dream last night that my hair was down to my butt and frizzy... that's how much I am stressed about this haircut. It's haunting my dreams. I made an appointment today with a girl that Leslie recommended in Old Town. I do NOT like going to new people. My hair is pretty low maintenance as long as I get a good cut. Oh man, I can't even think about it anymore.
On the topic of girly things like hair and nails, I would also like to say that after 24 years, I have stopped biting my fingernails. It's been two and a half weeks and I have to say it makes me girlier by the day. Everything you do with your hands, you have to do differently when you have figernails. Like right now as I'm typing - I have to type with the front of my fingers, not the tops. And damn it if I don't want to get a manicure like every single day.
But whatever. I'm a "grown up" now. I'm making changes. Moving into adulthood - fingernails and all.
By the way - it is a glorious day today. I drove to work with the window down today.
Finally. Spring.
Second, I am VERY super excited because my sister and Jay are coming home from Amsterdam/Berlin in less than three hours. I did NOT like them being gone for so many days overseas, almost entirely out of communication with... well, me. I hope they had fun, because they're never going back. At least not without me in tow.
Work just got ridiculous. The heads of the program, whom I work for, have decided to change the curriculum in a horrible way. And have also decided not to listen to me when I tell them they are making a terrible mistake.
I need a haircut in a very serious way. It has been four months since my last haircut. If I had been able to go home last weekend, I would have gone to see Beth and this would have all been taken care of. Stupid blizzard in Ohio. And if I wait until the next time I have a chance to go home, it'll be another month. I had a dream last night that my hair was down to my butt and frizzy... that's how much I am stressed about this haircut. It's haunting my dreams. I made an appointment today with a girl that Leslie recommended in Old Town. I do NOT like going to new people. My hair is pretty low maintenance as long as I get a good cut. Oh man, I can't even think about it anymore.
On the topic of girly things like hair and nails, I would also like to say that after 24 years, I have stopped biting my fingernails. It's been two and a half weeks and I have to say it makes me girlier by the day. Everything you do with your hands, you have to do differently when you have figernails. Like right now as I'm typing - I have to type with the front of my fingers, not the tops. And damn it if I don't want to get a manicure like every single day.
But whatever. I'm a "grown up" now. I'm making changes. Moving into adulthood - fingernails and all.
By the way - it is a glorious day today. I drove to work with the window down today.
Finally. Spring.