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Monday (oh joy)
Jul. 31st, 2006 10:03 amI got my hairs cut on Saturday. The woman who had been doing it has gone on to another place in Beverly, so I had a new person this time. She's good, but she's definitely different. Her way of doing things involves dragging hair down the back of my neck with a fine comb to trim it, which I could have done with less of. If I want my neck exfoliated, I'll do it myself, thanks.
So anyway, I look less shaggy in most places and more shaggy in a couple of places that seized the day when they got shorter and went where they wanted to.
I keep waking up at 6:30 and thinking I've slept through my alarm. Which is silly, because the first alarm goes off at 6:50 and the second one goes off at 7:10. I think my brain keeps reading 6:30 as 7:30 for some strange reason or other. I wish it would cut that out, because waking up and panicking until I remember that I'm not 20 minutes late is getting old.
Apparently it's going to be HOT again tomorrow and Wednesday. Like, triple-digit heat index hot.
Last night I watched enough of "Secondhand Lions" on TV to make me want to see it entire, but I really hope it was edited for time, because some of the transitions between scenes made mostly no sense at all. I like Michael Caine when he's being silly.
I meant to make coffee this morning, and didn't. I'm trying to break myself of the habit of buying coffee at work so as to save the money. No wonder I want to go back to bed.
So anyway, I look less shaggy in most places and more shaggy in a couple of places that seized the day when they got shorter and went where they wanted to.
I keep waking up at 6:30 and thinking I've slept through my alarm. Which is silly, because the first alarm goes off at 6:50 and the second one goes off at 7:10. I think my brain keeps reading 6:30 as 7:30 for some strange reason or other. I wish it would cut that out, because waking up and panicking until I remember that I'm not 20 minutes late is getting old.
Apparently it's going to be HOT again tomorrow and Wednesday. Like, triple-digit heat index hot.
Last night I watched enough of "Secondhand Lions" on TV to make me want to see it entire, but I really hope it was edited for time, because some of the transitions between scenes made mostly no sense at all. I like Michael Caine when he's being silly.
I meant to make coffee this morning, and didn't. I'm trying to break myself of the habit of buying coffee at work so as to save the money. No wonder I want to go back to bed.
