I must shampoo at least once a day. I have oily fine hair and with the heat index shampoo must happen. Never use a dryer. Towel dry a moment and out the door. No product ever. The heat index is a factor there with me too. I know I'm going to be soaked with sweat from time to time, or may well jump into a pool during the day. Product just doesn't work for my climate or lifestyle.

My hair is longer than it has been in a while. I like it. I can twist it up when I'm warm or want to be dressy.

I avoid product unless I know I can shower that night, as I hate sleeping in product head.

Jilli! I have a new lavender for you. It's gorgeous.

Yay for Laura being back! Yay for Laura purchases! Yay! Yay! Yay!

I may have had too much something.

Actually. I'm bored. I'm out at my parents' waiting for my laundry to be done. I visited the fancy schmancy hotel and now want to have its babies. I went to the yarn store and now have a new project to start. Unfortunately, my crochet hook that I need is at home, so it will have to wait till later today. I should be working on one of my two papers that are due tomorrow, but I don't feel like it.

Congrats, Laura, the Adorndacks are wonderful.

We're closing in on a new thread. Should we hie ourselves to Bureau?

Jilli! I have a new lavender for you. It's gorgeous.

Ooh, nifty.

Called doc & made appointment. Discovered I can't review a certain document, as one of the other editors has it checked out. Have gotten fries. Now I just need to send off my resume.

Oh, forgot to mention, I had a very Bitches dream last night. I was in a big loft apartment I was staying in for a wedding and my roommate was James Marsters (interestingly, he was wearing a shirt and pants of my BF). A little kissing was had, but then he left and the dream turned into a long hunt for clothes to wear to the event, with much trying on and wandering around and losing shoes. The woman who owed the dream-loft had clothes racks randomly placed around the place, almost like decorations, with a specific type of clothing on each--circle skirts on one, slinky long skirts on another, vintage jewelled cardigans on another, etc. Everything fit me perfectly. I was sad to wake up and find A) that none of the cool clothes actually exist, and B) that my subconscious had JM leave before I could get a little action.

shoooooes

A) that none of the cool clothes actually exist, and B) that my subconscious had JM leave before I could get a little action.

Clearly JM took the clothes with him when he left.

hyperventilates, just a little

I just sent off my resume for the open technical editor position on my old team. I am now having an attack of the omg omg what am i doing i'm not a real editor and they'll know that by looking at my resume omg omg omg fears.

flail, flail, flail