juliana - you still about?
Yo.
Picture this [link] a little bit shorter and a whole lot red.
And now I'm in my bunk.
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juliana - you still about?
Yo.
Picture this [link] a little bit shorter and a whole lot red.
And now I'm in my bunk.
Remember the dude with the dragonfly tat from Saturday night?
Turns out I know him. From way back, but still...
Oh, and Mr. Text Message is at it again.
Hee! Sorry Suzi!
Remember the dude with the dragonfly tat from Saturday night?
BWAHAHAHA!
Small. Fucking. World. Actually, small city, but same diff. And I roll my eyes at Mr. Texty.
I just about died when I figured it out. Used to go to Ozzfest with him. Now I feel like a total dip.
I had a black sweater with dolman sleeves and a pair of black and white plaid jeans, and white high tops when I was a freshman in college and I was cute as a button. Of course, I probably weighed 126 lbs at the time. And, like my pocketbook which could have doubled as an overnight bag (and *could* carry a six pack), my hair was big.
I liked big hair. I didn't have that snow plow thing going on with the bangs though, because no. It was just long, layered, curly, poofy and HOBBITS WOULD HAVE TOTALLY ENVIED ME MY TRESSES.
...
Julia got an angled bob, today. The bangs she's been torturing us both with as she spent the summer growing them out, just about blend in, and she looks so beautiful.
I got a haircut, too. I think it's mom hair. Feh.
I got a haircut, too. I think it's mom hair. Feh.
Need photographic evidence, but even without, I'd say this is doubtful.
When K-Bug wants to bug me, she will say I have "mom-hair". Love my girl, really I do.
My haircut, which officially gives good bedhead, looks even better the second day after a shower (after refreshing my small amount of product with a small amount of water), and just generally rules, is officially the anti–mom-hair.
YAY GREAT HAIR! I am hoping for great non-mom hair tomorrow.
juliana? When I am in SF, can we go find Chris Isaak and make out with him?
Fah who for-aze!
Dah who dor-aze!
Welcome September
Good news. Yeah, remember that stuff?
My cousin is being released from the hospital. I don't have details yet, but he's apparently fine. This is what I was hoping for last night. When I talked to my aunt this morning, it sounded much more serious, but now, not so much.