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Mangled

Never cut your hair when you're upset. Never! I went hacking at my bangs today, frustrated with how they were hanging to my nose...and hacking is the right word for it. My head was at an angle and so I cut them too short. I have a fringe at the top of my forehead now. I think the hair is less than an inch long. yikes! Perhaps I should hack the rest to match. At least then my hair would compliment my crooked glasses. I realize that I don't sit or stand straight, and so I thought that was the problem with my glasses....but Pastor S took them from me today when I was asking her about it and layed them on the table and no doubt about it...somehow they've gotten bent. Maybe that accounts for the headaches!!!!

If anyone wants to see a great haircut, click on my links to the left and go visit Rob...he just got a nifty one. Ok, I think he's cute so I'm biased :P I think that's the word I want there. Anyhow.

I'm trying my hand at the novel in a month contest and as I was writing the first few paragraphs, I realized that it was my Princess story...so I'm going to wait until it's done and update the site here bit by bit instead of doing like I have been. OK. I have 20 some days left to write a couple thousand words...this should be fun.

Later y'all.

Comments

Jean-Luc Picard said…
Perhaps a hairdresser isn't a good future career for you.
Ciera said…
Ha! Funny Captain!

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