Okay, can you make Piaget comprehensible? Or tell me how to say, um... whatever it is I'm trying to say about Piaget, formal operations, and high school math? kthx.

I read "Piaget" as "Piglet", so I don't think I'm going to be particularily helpful.

Of course, now I'm thinking about how to make Piglet comprehensible. ("Piglet is one of the more timid denizens of the Hundred Acre Wood. Despite this tendency for shyness, he is proficient in inter-species friendships with such animals as kangaroos, donkeys, rabbits, and even a bear. Piglet's deepest fear is the dreaded Heffalump, a legendary creature rumored to live in the outskirts of the woods. Piglet's hobbies include flying kites, climbing trees, and floating sticks down the river.")

I firmly believe that clean hair makes all things right with the world. This is obviously the secret to the middle eastern crisis.

Of for TJ's, sushi, and pills.

t waves back at Kristin

Even though I'm not freaking, I'm loath to leave the condo to go get coffee because I'm afraid I'll miss a phone call about my aunt, who is in the hospital with infection, heart failure and stroke. Please tell me it's okay to leave for 15 minutes to go get Starbucks.

Sail, it is okay. Go.

Thanks, Kristin. Sometimes, I just can't give myself permission for the simple things in life.

I really do understand that. Sending ~ma your way.

hair pictures

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I didn't realizes how close the cut was to my youngest sisters old cut.

I like it, but all the pictures are dorky

Sail, they invented answering machines so that people could get coffee. ma~~ to your aunt.

Hi Kristin

Cass, you around? Could you jump on IM?

I culled my closet and got rid of things that didn't fit, didn't flatter and that I was only keeping for sentimental reasons. Well, I kept a couple of the sentimentals, a wee drawer's worth of doesn't fit but I hope they do again. Other than those lapses, I have streamlined my clothes and shoes.

Then it took my four tries to find a place accepting donations. Huzzah for the nice people who finally would take the dozen bags of cool stuff. And they are open tomorrow. Guess where I am donating EVERYTHING before I go? Though I did have to make sure that they only took the backseat full of stuff. They tried to snag my cat food and daffodils from TJ's.

Now to begin the magazine and book culling of the herds.

And then go have dinner with my dad.

Beth, your hair looks great. It's a very flattering cut on you.

I hope your aunt recovers, Sail.

Beth, the cut looks cute on you.

Well, I am feeling better, thanks to intensive application of heavy flirting last night when I went out dancing, and a winning basketball game (that I played in the pep band for) this afternoon, along with working on a number for Wednesday's drag show, and cleaning my house. Whoot!

However, one of teh things I did was buy Mr. Clean Magic Erasers, after their enthusiastic pimpage here. While they were fabulous for many parts of my house, the one thing I can't get clean is the top of the toilet, where I'd acidentally splattered some hair dye a month or so ago. It stained a lovely purplish color, and I can't get anything to fix it! Mr. Clean was my last hope! Anyone got any better suggestions?