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Vanity, thy name is blonde
Jan. 21st, 2003 10:40 pmSo I nabbed some haircolor at Target over the weekend. Went in with Lori for the ostensible errand of replenishing the dwindling reserves of laundry detergent, and got a little... distracted.
Didn't get around to putting it on my head until about 9:30 last night, which, when you add in the wait, the shower and the hair drying time, put me to bed at 11, which is well past my pumpkin-expiration-time. Alas, the things I do to de-mousify my hair.
Tonight was my first belly-dance class through the U. The teacher's name, amusingly enough, is Mish-Mish. And OW, do my knees hurt. Not from the dancing, which was very easy intro stuff (that I need badly as a refresher), but from biffing it on the kitchen floor right before. I'd forgotten my checkbook when I was a block out the door and down the street (the wet, rainy street), so I ran back to get it and when my body turned in the kitchen, my feet kept going. Knees, meet linoleum. Now make nice. Or at least some bruises.
I missed my bus, but Lori was a dear and got me there in time.
Didn't get around to putting it on my head until about 9:30 last night, which, when you add in the wait, the shower and the hair drying time, put me to bed at 11, which is well past my pumpkin-expiration-time. Alas, the things I do to de-mousify my hair.
Tonight was my first belly-dance class through the U. The teacher's name, amusingly enough, is Mish-Mish. And OW, do my knees hurt. Not from the dancing, which was very easy intro stuff (that I need badly as a refresher), but from biffing it on the kitchen floor right before. I'd forgotten my checkbook when I was a block out the door and down the street (the wet, rainy street), so I ran back to get it and when my body turned in the kitchen, my feet kept going. Knees, meet linoleum. Now make nice. Or at least some bruises.
I missed my bus, but Lori was a dear and got me there in time.
