Apr 27, 2005 21:13
Whether you all like it or not, I'm afraid an inch of my hair fell heavily to the floor today. The hair stylist got kind of defensive when mom tried to talk to her about my hair. She wanted to have me alone so she could harrasingly whisper seductive things about my hair to me. "Your hair SO nice," she says as she carreses it. I need to remember not to go back there... overly friendly service... Anyway, she really greased it down, so it's all flat, but a good shower should fix that, and I'll look all funky again. Hurrahness. My life is boring, so end entry.
Well maybe it's trash or the overnight smash
That brings the ship crashing through your wall
So you can make your grand departure
From a world gettin' way too small
Seminsonic
Henry