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Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


sarameg - Apr 05, 2007 8:39:13 am PDT #868 of 10001

I pretty much tell my stylist to do whatever the hell she wants, cause I don't have a clue. Thankfully, she thinks this is fun, has good taste and does great work.


shrift - Apr 05, 2007 8:40:00 am PDT #869 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

How long is your hair now, shrift?

It's hitting my shoulder blades, and I want to take it back above my shoulders, at least.

Are you looking for a big change? What do you want in terms of ease of maintenance, styling options, etc.?

I don't think I want anything dramatic right now. And I don't want a cut that would take more than five minutes to fuss with in the morning.


Nora Deirdre - Apr 05, 2007 8:42:05 am PDT #870 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I pretty much tell my stylist to do whatever the hell she wants, cause I don't have a clue.

This is me- it took me a while to find someone who rose to the challenge, but now I have and he's mine all mine! (weirdly, I had a dream last night that I went back in for a haircut)


Liese S. - Apr 05, 2007 8:45:27 am PDT #871 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

What about something like this? [link]


Connie Neil - Apr 05, 2007 8:52:34 am PDT #872 of 10001
brillig

where we find out that the real reason that Brennan's mom & dad were on the run is that they were Hunters.

Booth glaring at Dean, then drooling over the Metallicar . . . Sam perving on a hot scientist lady who's too old for him . . . Brennan freaking out over monsters . . .

. . . which reminds me to get back to work on that Bones/Angel crossover I'm working on.


shrift - Apr 05, 2007 8:54:15 am PDT #873 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

What about something like this?

Once I take the length off, my hair has a lot of wave. I don't know if this would be flattering to my face, or not: [link]


Dana - Apr 05, 2007 8:55:33 am PDT #874 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."

I can see the second one on you a lot easier than I can see the first. Though the idea of you with short hair is freaking me out.


Jesse - Apr 05, 2007 9:00:05 am PDT #875 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I'm sad because, for the first time in forever, I had a regular hair cutter, and she left to move to LA! Woe.


shrift - Apr 05, 2007 9:00:33 am PDT #876 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Though the idea of you with short hair is freaking me out.

I'm probably just getting a trim, but I guess it'll depend on how adventurous I'm feeling when I get to the salon.


Steph L. - Apr 05, 2007 9:05:18 am PDT #877 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

And it was a great conversation! The SO really liked you.

And I really liked him! (And, uh, that cool chick with him....you know, the one with the cool hair....) (Actually, you had just gotten a kickass haircut before you were in town, b/c we took a picture of it: [link] .)

Teppy, are you taking Tylenol or Ibuprofen? They usually help sore throat pain for me, at least somewhat.

Ibuprofen had helped Monday and Tuesday, but did nothing yesterday. However, the pain seems to be markedly less today -- that is, swallowing hurts, but in an annoying way, not an oh-dear-god-why-did-I-eat-broken-glass way.

Teppy, I feel like I ought to go on a salt run for you. When I had a raging sore throat at the mini-F2F in Cleveland, procuring salt was difficult--I mean, I didn't want to find a supermarket and buy a whole box of salt to use a teaspoon to gargle with, and I felt bad stealing a saltshaker from a restaurant. So Teppy, who was driving, ran through a drive-through at my behest to ask for salt packets, then decided to actually go inside instead.

Hee! Good times!