Downtown Jonesboro, AR. Someone would have to pay me to get me to live in downtown Memphis—very dangerous, not to mention ceaselessly annoying what with the constant panhandling and drunken tourists yapping at each other.

That yellow building on the left is going to have a Thai restaurant that opens right around the time I move in.

Huh. Bomb threat downtown. My commute should be fun.

Mmm, Thai food.

Be careful, Daisy Jane. Hope the commute isn't too snarled.

Alright. Headed out now.

Good luck, Daisy! I felt very proud of myself last night when I took the longer/easier route home, only to find when I got home that the shorter route was all kerfucked.

Looks nice, Matt!

Hey! Nip/Tuck starts on Tuesday! I hope it doesn't suck.

I actually feel good going into a TV show season with that attitude -- it's working out pretty well so far for Gray's Anatomy.

So I had this plan to wear feathers in my hair for my Halloween costume. Except I neglected to calculate how little hair I'd have on the night itself. I'm pretty sure I don't have enough for a hairpin. I'm operating on the assumption that the feathers are an important cue to the Moulinness of the whole thing, but can't think of any mechanics that won't look like those bald baby portraits with the bandeau on scalp.

Yellow or gold plastic headband? Or one of those skinny wire ones that his skinny prongs to grip?

ita, a pretty common thing is the headband avec feather.

Just make sure you put the feather in front, not back, so people don't think you're a Racist Indian Chief.

Yellow or gold plastic headband?

a pretty common thing is the headband avec feather

Aha! It's funny how in-the-back-of-my-head the attributes of a can can girl are. It's not until someone mentions something or I stumble upon it in my wandering do I realise I knew that all along.

I guess that means I'll brave JoAnn's tomorrow. Man, the place was a zoo last year this time.