March 08, 2003 - 2:36 pm
First of all, let me just tell you. Remember a few days ago when I made that comment about having not masturbated for over a year? Well, reset the clock. I received the tape of Trading Faces starring the oh-so-dreamy Ty Pennington via Matt yesterday and I haven’t been able to put it down. What a treat! Thank you Matt!
Also, that entire last paragraph was a lie. Well, not the entire thing, but the part about the jerking off…that was made up. I still hold the record. The part about receiving the tape and not being able to put it down and the “thank you”…that was all genuine.
Okay, so I was even inspired by the new arrival. After watching it for the first time I was filled with the initiative to get off my ass and dye my hair. For a while I was very happy with the au naturale look I was sporting but lately I’ve been bemoaning the color that God gave me. Last night I pulled out the developer and the dye and slathered it on and waited…and waited…and waited. After two successive dye jobs I am left with a dark reddish brown. Not entirely too different from what I had, just a little more red. Now, I’m just barely moderately pleased with the results and have contemplated going out and buying more dye to get some more color going on. Then, on the way home from my haircut today (more on this in a moment) it hit me. I don’t want reddish hair anymore. I’m so over the reddish hair thing. I want…dark hair…very dark hair…maybe black? I don’t know…in all actuality my natural color is pretty dark but I want dark. I think I’m just going to bite the bullet and do it. I need something new.
Hello new haircut. Wanna go out back and…you know…fuck like bunnies? This was $11 haircut number three and stylist number three. I told you all about Lucy. She was the first $11 haircut stylist. $11 haircut stylist number two was Sonya. I meant to tell you all about her but somehow forgot. Suffice it to say she didn’t have as much personality as Lucy. She honestly didn’t speak to me the entire time. Today, however, I had Maria. Dear, sweet, 75-year-old Maria. I’ll never forget the first time I laid my eyes on Maria. It was approximately 5 minutes prior to my appointment time. She scuttles into the salon with a cup of coffee in her hand yelping, “I don’t believe it! It’s crazy! You won’t believe it!” She ran up to the nearest stylist and said, “Yesterday they charge me three dollar for coffee! Today they charge me nothing!” and then she continued on to the next stylist in line, retelling the tale. I remember thinking to myself, “Who is this crazy old loon who has wandered into this poor, unsuspecting shop to pester the poor, unsuspecting employees and customers?” The answer to that question was quickly answered when I found myself, just minutes later, sitting in her chair. I was at the mercy of Maria. Not at all unlike Lucy she spoke hardly a word of English. She was a sweetheart though and, despite my many (many [many]) worries, provided me with a wonderful cut! My favorite part of the experience was at the very end when she asked me, “You like some yel in your hair?” Yes, Maria. I would simply adore some “yel” in my hair.
Now I need to thank Ohio21Boy for something. A while back, when I did the layout for his diary he, much to my surprise, sent me a gift certificate to Amazon.com. For a long while I sat on the gift certificate for I had absolutely no idea what I wanted. Actually, I wanted lots of things and had absolutely no idea which of those lots of things that I wanted. Finally I settled on Leaving Though the Window, Something Corporate’s CD. That CD was the soundtrack of my week with The Cadian and The Canadiennes and I thought it would be a nice addition to my collection. Boy was I right! It arrived today. What a yummy CD. And what yummy memories it brings with it!
Taylor: What if I told you I was canceling my trip to NY to make a trip to [disclosed location] to meet up with [disclosed stupid person]?
Kate: Darling.
Kate: Don't EVEN joke like that.
Kate: She'd make you sit through OVERALL FASHION SHOWS.
Kate: OVERALLS
Kate: Darling
Taylor: HA! She so would!
Kate: Do you see me wearing overalls?
Kate: Do you?
Kate: NO!
Taylor: Actually...
Taylor: I think you'd look cute in overalls.
Taylor: I mean, you live on a FARM, darling.
Taylor: That's just what you do when you live on a farm.
Kate: Darling.
Kate: I'm wearing overalls right now
Kate: if by "overalls" you mean "no panties".
Ta da
