You people who *do* skip -- don't you sweat?!?
I rinse my hair out. Or, what askye said.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
You people who *do* skip -- don't you sweat?!?
I rinse my hair out. Or, what askye said.
I just want a nice halter bikini.
Online, they have seven million. And three bandeau tops, and ten tankinis. This I know because ... I don't want a halter. I have three.
Bathing suit shopping = HELL!!!
I can usually go one day between using shampoo but it's probably because I rarely use any kind of product in my hair. Not because I don't like product but because my hair builds up immunity to every kind of hairspray, gel, pomade, etc, that I've ever used. Stupid hair.
Happy Summer Solstice to everyone.
Happy Birthday, EpicTangent and tiggy!
May the closing not make Nora's and Tom's heads explode. (There's no point in wishing for a good closing. Good closings live in the realm of myth, like Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy.)
Congratulations on your successful dinner party, sj. I wish I'd been there too.
I have no hair advice. I used to have to wash my hair every other day, and it always looked limp and greasy by the middle of day two. Post-chemo, it seems to be much less oily, but I don't recommend that method.
Happy Birthdays, tiggy and Epic!
Good luck on the closing, Tom and Nora!
I love my halter that isn't stretchy enough and is now too big, because it makes me feel like I should have on big white sunglasses and be lounging by a pool in 1940's Hollywood.
Plus, my boobs are teeny, and the right halter can give the illusion of a chest.
May the closing not make Nora's and Tom's heads explode. (There's no point in wishing for a good closing. Good closings live in the realm of myth, like Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy.)
Yes. This. I kept trying to say something similar but I wasn't having any luck. Thanks, Ginger!
Happy Birthday, EpicTangent!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TIGGYYYYYY!!
In job news, OMG. I'm not wearing a shirt, I haven't even taken a fucking shower yet, and I get a phone call from a MedFocus recruiter who asks me some questions about my familiarity with clinical trials (I bullshit such that I have some familiarity even though I've never actually done one), and he's going to submit my shit to Abbott Labs in Chicago! This much closer to an actual job interview!
Congrats, P-C!!
Yay juliana!!!!
And good news, P-C!!!