In absolutely shallow mememe news, I am having a chocolate emergency. But I have no chocolate! Maybe I'll make hot chocolate. Narf. Effing PMS.
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I wear hats more than I used to, to hide the fact that I haven't dyed my hair in way too long. Because I don't like dying my hair.
Because I don't like dying my hair.
Maybe it's time to let the gray run free.
I'm getting blonde streaks as I get older. I was hoping for silver.
I am totally greying like Rogue. It's all in one big chunk. Well, two chunks, just above my temples. I love it. I hope it keeps greying like that.
I am totally greying like Rogue. It's all in one big chunk. Well, two chunks, just above my temples.
I am SO ENVIOUS. I wish my grey/white hair would come in all in one area, instead of scattered all through my bangs and crown.
Maybe it's time to let the gray run free.
I have thought about it, but I'm too vain. (But not vain enough to keep it dyed. I contain multitudes.)
I am SO ENVIOUS.
RIGHT?! My mom and sister are both salt and pepper, so I have no idea why mine is coming in this way, but I hope it keeps it up! I am going to be the most fabulous old person if it does.
I didn't even know it was doing it until this last haircut, when my stylist moved my part. It showed the grey, and she was worried I'd be upset but I was all, OMG AWESOME! I've had some grey since I was sixteen so its mere appearance wasn't worrisome, and once I realized how much there was I also realized where it was. Total aging win.
'istas in Sandy's way: sorry for not contacting earlier (lots have happened, will update) much and much and much and much and much of ~ma to you. Following the news makes me terrified, and you're all in our front pages and headlines and most importantly, my thoughts.
Also, thoughts to Frank and Typo.
Ugg. Messed up my ballot. Stupid scan tron thingie. Started filling in the bubble for yes, when I wanted no. I guess I know where I'm going to before work today.