I broke up with my hairdresser

[amelia_g]

When I first moved to California, I had made a detour in my life and gone through Georgia. The water is really hard there and I was all punk rock anyway, so my hair was kind of dreaded up, but not really with a design. And I hadn't had a professional haircut in many years at the time and hadn't had any haircut in a while. So I was staying with

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[ladyeuthanasia]

It's a bummer on many levels. I lost my most excellent hairdresser to what seems to have been a meltdown in her life. I've never found anyone quite like her since. I hope the new hairdresser does the trick and will for a while. Because there's nothing worse than searching for a hairdresser -- except maybe a dentist, but that's another story.

[amelia_g]

Ha, ha, yeah. Sooooooooo . . . do you have a dentist you like?

[ladyeuthanasia]

Not yet! I have one I see, but he has an obsession with cell phones causing brain cancer. Or TMJ. Or any other malady that involves the head. Nice guy, but his chatter while my mouth is pried open is a little odd.

[amelia_g]

Ha, ha, that sounds unnerving. Even if that is true, I don't think I want to hear it with a drill in my mouth. I really badly need some work done on a couple front teeth, but I'm super nervous about it, so I keep putting it off in the idea that I will find the perfect person, although I like my dentist okay for regular stuff and he is a really nice and pleasant person. Got a pretty good oral surgeon. I wish I could DIY my dentistry. Does that make me a control freak?