Bluch. I just saw one of my ex-co-workers walking into the building, probably for an architectural planning meeting. I partly really, really wanted to stop him and say, "HI! Hey! Guess what? I got a raise and a return to normal human work hours and everyone thinks I'm brilliant and loves my independent problem-solving skills! Just out of idle curiosity, how many of my replacements have your bosses ground through by now?"

I didn't, though, partly out of cowardice and partly because he's already indicated that he Does Not Know Me, Sir (Matilda and I were having brunch with javachik a few weeks ago, and he was sitting a couple of tables away, so I clearly saw him see me and then decide not to see me).

Now I just feel queasy. Not hairpat queasy, more "this quease would fade if I could just punch someone in the face right now" queasy.

I know that feeling well, JZ. Maybe think all that stuff at him real hard and then smile as he walks by.

I think you should practice your superior smirk in case you see him again, and otherwise let it go.

JZ, just be sure to display your radiant joy at not working where you aren't appreciated anymore. Laugh, smile, let there be no doubt that you are the lucky one here. I am so glad you are away from that toxic office.

I think fooling with my hair is boring

My hair is a trifly too short, but, well, hair grows. I love the fact that I only need to run my fingers through it a few times to make it attractively tousled. Yay, naturally curly hair. And the very chic curl of white that's coming on at my temples.

Ick, JZ. I hate that kind of crap. I hope the bad feeling subsides quickly.

In terms of hair, I'm growing mine but it's at that stage that makes me want to CHOP IT OFF NOW!!! Almost shoulder length and feels like there is no style to it at all. I'm thisclose to cutting it into my Posh bob again.

I'm growing my hair out again. It's doing this MTM flippy thing, as usual.

I love the fact that I only need to run my fingers through it a few times to make it attractively tousled. Yay, naturally curly hair. And the very chic curl of white that's coming on at my temples.

I'm pouting enviously in your general direction right now.

Although I have been finding some white hairs popping up here and there, with rather more curl to them then the rest of my straight, brown hair. It would be great if I ended up with brilliant white curls, like grandma had.

Then I could dye individual locks manga-bright colors, and they'd really stand out.

If my various white hairs would all grow in one spot, that would be fantastic. But nooo, they're scattered all over my head AND there's not enough of them for me to be willing to give up my black hair dye.

I'm still happy with my new length. It's short enough to feel kicky, and just long enough that I can play around with it (clip it back or pig tails or whatnot) on the mornings when I don't have time to blow dry it.

My daughter, however, thinks I should dye it pink.