Fay, ja nice cut will likely cost you at least $40 at a decent salon in SF IIRC. I almost never get away for less than $60, which is why I don't go in all that often.
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
Moving to the Pacific Northwest from Southern Cal means I can get my hair cut at the swanky place and it's $40. I feel like I am getting a deal.
Also got a fabulous hair cut so I am happily going to pledge my troth to this new woman. I prefer serial monogomy in stylists but it's been a loooooong dry spell between ones I can commit to in all good faith.
The depressing thing about six loads of laundry? Only a load and a half are usable.
And those are guest linens.
The rest are curtains. That I can't hang cause I live in an apartment (that is hella private so I shouldn't bitch so much) now. But they will be clean to go live in storore.
To bed. I was nicely drowsy and then just had to finish up the last couple of minutes of stuff, which slayed the drowsy. I touch the drowsy and it wakeses me. I want the drowsy back.
I woke up my neck and sholders artekilling me . and there are pains randomingly appearing on the left sid eof my head . Bah.
Some kind of heating pad, beth? I am so sorry...
advil and a grahm craker taken. Found the heating pad - hopefully back to sleep soon
I just tried to wrentch the futon frame back into being. It is more than a one person job, requires some mystical hardware and I am giving up for the night. But all is not lost if the Angels of Gadgets smile.
I've a nuked heated pad. The plug in heating pad didn't survive the trip. I bow before the mighty microwave.
I hope all the west coasters are sleeping blissfully.
I think I might try to get my ass in gear and get to church this morning. It looks like a beautiful day out.
It's after two here and I'm just out of the shower. I also seem to have eaten a pile of olives for breakfast/lunch. Oh well, it's Sunday.
Timelies.
It's a beautiful day here, too. My plans are to go look at an apartment, then go grocery shopping, then go to the Save Darfur rally. Then do laundry.