Got my hair cut today. For one horrifying
moment in the chair I thought I was getting a Beatles shag
- and then I felt the blood throbbing in my temples when I
began to look more like one of the Ramones. Fortunately after
a few snips and half a gallon of styling mud I look like a
hip urban chick ready to go.
Talking of bad haircuts - Single
White Female is on Telly right now.
I've got to get off the computer
- what's wrong with me? I spend all day hunched in
front of one at work only to come home, cook dinner (if you
can call Nachos dinner…) and turn this little shit-box on
again. I'm addicted to checking my stats page and, as
you can see, it's a bitter disappointment every time.
xx
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