a mentally disorganized day
Nov. 14th, 2006 11:55 amIt took me 20 minutes this morning to find my keys, which meant I left the house with my climbing gear, but without any clothes to change into. Fortunately, climbing has been postponed, so I don't have to go tearing off down the hill to retrieve the clothes. I do have to go tearing off to the drugstore, though. I'm going through one of those "everything runs out at once" stages, so I need soap and conditioner and Aleve and stuff for my contact lenses.
I wonder how long it will take my dyed hair to grow out, now that it's short? I'm giving up on the dye, partly because I've been there and done that and don't need to do it any more, and partly because it fades.
I'm going to kill whoever wrote that Garmin commercial set to the Carol of the Bells, for getting a Christmas carol stuck in my head before Thanksgiving, and getting the wrong words to said carol stuck in my head besides. Rowr bazz fazz.
I wonder how long it will take my dyed hair to grow out, now that it's short? I'm giving up on the dye, partly because I've been there and done that and don't need to do it any more, and partly because it fades.
I'm going to kill whoever wrote that Garmin commercial set to the Carol of the Bells, for getting a Christmas carol stuck in my head before Thanksgiving, and getting the wrong words to said carol stuck in my head besides. Rowr bazz fazz.