Just got back from my long run -- and after a week of worry, the weather was gorgeous -- to watch the taped LA Marathon from the comfort of my sofa. No spoilers!

I prefer justified text, as long as it's properly hyphenated. I have on occasion decided not to buy certain print books because they have ragged-right text and/or are missing hyphenation. It's unprofessional. Learn how to use InDesign people, it's your freaking job.

My plan for this afternoon was grading quizzes. I ended up taking a nap instead. Still not really awake at all, but I need to finish grading.

Does anyone know anything about the Bem Sex Role Inventory? Is it significantly outdated? Are there more current versions of same floating around that I could read up on?

I spent an inordinate amount of time trying to guide what I think was a queen honeybee out one of my front windows this morning - she was absolutely determined to bump against the windowpanes and plow into cobwebs rather than follow the fresh air to the open part.

I wanna get in the line where I choke the shit out of ita's fuckwad of an ER doctor.

I have leftover rage from the bad haircut. I had an appointment at a devacurl salon yesterday to fix my awful haircut, but they canceled as I was on my way to the salon. I'm leaving for vacation friday, and so I just took my ramping up annoyance back to Rudy's and gave them an earful about the bad haircut.

I asked the woman who was assigned to my irritated self if she knew how to cut curly hair.

"What do you mean?"

I mean, "have you been trained to cut curly hair?"

She said, "well let's wash it and talk about what you need."

"No," I said, fucking seething." "You don't know how to cut curly hair. Because you don't WASH curly hair. You don't cut it wet."

"Well, that's a choice."

She was looking at me like I was a moron, and I was looking at her in exactly the same way. But I have twenty years of being a scary motherfucker over her, so I went for the jugular.

"Yes. You can choose to cut it incorrectly, because you don't know any better, and were not trained to cut anything but straight white-girl hair, or, you can cut it correctly, and charge $120 for a cut, like the curly hair specialist."

With that she admitted that she didn't know how to cut it dry, so I said to wet it down, and I gave her super specific instructions. She did exactly what I told her to do, so I gave her twenty bucks even though the salon wasn't charging me for the cut.

It looks ok.

I prefer justified text, as long as it's properly hyphenated. I have on occasion decided not to buy certain print books because they have ragged-right text and/or are missing hyphenation. It's unprofessional. Learn how to use InDesign people, it's your freaking job.

THIS. All of it. H&Js aren't goddamn hard.

And the LA Marathon killed my morning plans to get a new case and some finger picks at guitar center.

My first world problems are stacking up, people!

I need to jumo-start some productivity, but I am just tired and brain-dead. I hung out with and stayed the night at my friend's house for her bday/St. Pat's party. I slept fine, and I only got a little tipsy...but I don't wannt do nothin' today.

But I should, I should!

My brain is far too stupid to do any writy/website/biz things, so I think I will finish some household projects and straighten up my office. Slowly. With many breaks.

It's REALLy nice today, and I should go clean out the front garden patch and start my basil and cilantro seedlings, but it's just far to strenuous to contemplate.

Allyson, that's why I never go to a stylist unless someone else with curly hair has recommended them. I have had far too many bad experiences.