Okay, take two: Being a decent LJ friend.

I have no excuse, except that I keep falling behind in my LJ reading and feeling guilty, so I avoid LJ and the guilty feelings, so I feel more guilty, so I avoid LJ, and ( Read more... )

My life has been pretty boring of late, so here is a picture of me with turquoise hair.

( Teal, dear. )

So last week I did story-time with my kids. We made zebras by putting white horse cutouts in a pan and rolling around some marbles dipped in black paint. One mother liked the alligator song so much that she asked me for a print-out so that she could sing it with her kids laterAnd then at the end of story time, I gave the kids a choice. I told them ( Read more... )

In the words of a toddler who used to live next door, "Look what Sarah did!"

( Picspam to dye for )

So for a while a couple of weeks ago, my hair was kind of a different color. Or it was supposed to be. The label said Funky Cherry, and I thought that was cool. But like Mr. Jones, I wished I was someone just a little more funky. For reference, my hair is normally a no-funk plain-jane brown. Here's how it turned out:

( hey la la, yeah )

So at work today I was shelving books, like you do, and I picked up one of those awful Pride and Prejudice sequels. It was just before break, and the book I was already reading turned out to actually be kind of a dictionary (it has "dictionary" in the title, that should have been a clue), so I decided to peruse it.

Faux-Regency sexual frustration is ( Read more... )