Happy International Women's Day

Ooooh. We get a day? A *whole* day?

I think I'll celebrate by reading and wearing pants. But tomorrow! Back to the kitchen and no shoes for me!

I figured that is what happened. I hate the no-sense-of-direction-having thing. But it's a learning disability. I'm stuck with it. I did not figure this out till I tried to go on bus training three different times.(Ok, so I'm lost but persistent)

It's Women's History Month.

Several years back my town used to have a Women's History Month festival kind of thing, but then they stopped -- maybe lack of partcipation. I'm trying to think if it happened around the time the feminist/queer bookstore closed (the owner closed it for health reasons and there's never been another. I loved that bookstore).

The airport here had a dedication ceremony for the bust of Amelia Earhart that was added to the aviation museum.

It wasn't even a joke. I thought you did mean compote. Lee, it doesn't have to have figs -- that's like disliking cupcakes because they're chocolate (okay, maybe the cupcake example is completely unrealistic).

When I saw a picture of myself at an uncle's funeral that came in the middle of me taking too-large doses of narcotic painkillers and trying to deal with the knee injury, I had collarbones that could have cut glass.

It was pretty horrible, and I can't believe no one told me.

*sigh* I need a cut and color.

I had collarbones that could have cut glass.

I looked like this when I was going through my at-the-gym-for-an-hour-everyday-consuming-1000 callories-a-day-taking-4-Xenadrine-a-day phase. No one told me either. I looked like a bird. But then, I look at the pictures and say, "See? Right here? Flabby and gross. Soooo fat."

*sigh* I need a cut and color.

Me, too. But it's not going to happen for another week and a half at the soonest, because I did something wonky to my budget such that, if I put off paying my phone bill until the end of next week (it's due today), I'll just barely be able to put gas in my car and get minor groceries. I am such a poor planner, damn it.

But I'm thinking it's time for the angled bob. I have entirely too much hair right now, and it's getting willful and unruly. And I want to go either blondier or brown. Can't decide.

I have to wait until the 15th. It's strange not getting paychecks, but still having a job.

I'm getting a shorter version of the bob-ish cut I have now and going back to red. It's spring. I want brightness. What I really want...really really really....are Betty Page bangs. But my stylist says my face is too square for them.

*sigh* I need a cut and color.

Me too. Color is next week because my roots are really starting to bother me.

going back to red. It's spring. I want brightness.

I can't do red. I'm too pink. That's why I'm toying with the idea of brown.