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Finally, a Fluff Post.
Nov. 10th, 2004 08:50 pmI've gotten so much done on my day off tomorrow. Why, I've already paid all the bills, balanced my checkbook, written a lot of insightful articles for Mosaic Minds, worked on my book, created a Christmas list, cleaned the house and the laundry is all caught up. I even went to the grocery store, and all without getting up a single time! Why, I've accomplished so much that I think I'll have to sit around doing nothing all day! No? Oh, well. It was worth a little fantasy trip there.. I really am going to try to get a few things done tomorrow because I had two whole days of sloth this weekend. That plan might fall to the wayside when I actually get up and have to get going on all those things I'm going to do, of course, but one can always dream...
Does anyone know how you find one of those hair stylists who will cluck at your head in despair, roll up their sleeves and proceed to give you the right hairstyle, no questions asked? They do it all the time on TV, but that has never once happened to me. I am so fed up with my hair, not least of all because I rue the day I touched it with a bottle of color. I hate it. I'm at the verge of giving up and just walking around like a Cosmo Don't for a year until I can chop it all off and start over. Bah!
I'm dreading the approaching cold weather. Every year at this time, my hands dry up like a desert. (Speaking of deserts, have I ever mentioned how badly that song gets on my nerves? "And I miss you--like the deserts miss the rain.."? Because it does. Alot. The desert doesn't miss the rain, lady! That's what being a desert is all about!) And because my hands dry up like miniature deserts, I spend the winter months slathering up with lotion. Guess what I've discovered lately? Lotion makes my hands break out! It's the sensitive skin/rash thing.. it usually avoids my hands, but lotion gives it a reason to come out of hiding, I guess. I've tried a few different kinds of lotion lately, but they've all done it so far. I guess i'll have to decide which is worse.. hands so dry they bleed, or somewhat moister hands that itch like crazy. What fun!
I've been sitting here fifteen minutes trying to think of a conclusion of some sort, but I guess it's just not going to happen tonight. M had the same problem the other night... perhaps there's a conclusionary flu going around our house. Or maybe I'm just a big dork for stretching this out into a conclusion of sorts. Either way.
Does anyone know how you find one of those hair stylists who will cluck at your head in despair, roll up their sleeves and proceed to give you the right hairstyle, no questions asked? They do it all the time on TV, but that has never once happened to me. I am so fed up with my hair, not least of all because I rue the day I touched it with a bottle of color. I hate it. I'm at the verge of giving up and just walking around like a Cosmo Don't for a year until I can chop it all off and start over. Bah!
I'm dreading the approaching cold weather. Every year at this time, my hands dry up like a desert. (Speaking of deserts, have I ever mentioned how badly that song gets on my nerves? "And I miss you--like the deserts miss the rain.."? Because it does. Alot. The desert doesn't miss the rain, lady! That's what being a desert is all about!) And because my hands dry up like miniature deserts, I spend the winter months slathering up with lotion. Guess what I've discovered lately? Lotion makes my hands break out! It's the sensitive skin/rash thing.. it usually avoids my hands, but lotion gives it a reason to come out of hiding, I guess. I've tried a few different kinds of lotion lately, but they've all done it so far. I guess i'll have to decide which is worse.. hands so dry they bleed, or somewhat moister hands that itch like crazy. What fun!
I've been sitting here fifteen minutes trying to think of a conclusion of some sort, but I guess it's just not going to happen tonight. M had the same problem the other night... perhaps there's a conclusionary flu going around our house. Or maybe I'm just a big dork for stretching this out into a conclusion of sorts. Either way.
