08.22.2003
8:34 a.m. My hair is red! W00t! Here's what it looks like... You like? I like... ------------------------------------------------------------- This morning? I thought it was going to be a wonderful day, as I have cute hair, and it's Pay Day, and it's Friday and blah blah blah... But then I attempted to get my right contact in 9 freaking times and never could get it to stay on my damn eyeball, so I gave up. Grrr... It went something like this: -get contact settled on finger -put one or two drops saline in it -stick it to eyeball -blink -contact ends up crumpled up under lower eyelid -swear -repeat times eight The stress of the contact made me all sweaty, so trying to put on makeup this morning was pretty much an exercise in futility. When I was still in high school, I used to think that however easily my contacts went in was a sign of how my day was going to be. (Shut up. I have strange obsessive-compulsive behaviors and odd superstitions.) I'm wearing my glasses today. I wonder how shitty today will end up being? Gah. I'm sure it will be a lovely day. Except I feel like I have PMS, but I don't. *grumble grumble* ------------------------------------------------------- You know what I've had running through my head since yesterday? "We're gonna get high!...'Cause it's Friday, you ain't got a job...you ain't got shit to do!" Heh. That movie (Friday) cracks me up. Hmm... Was I going somewhere with that? Eh, knowing me...probably not. ------------------------------------------------------------ HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE! |
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