2001:August:31
2001
It's hard even for myself to believe, but I am coloring my hair whilst at work. This is a new, unexplored territory for me, and it was not premeditated. I'm trying it as a timesaver. You know, I'm a student. I thought I might study whilst coloring and thus make the maximum of my time, but no, I decided to write on happyrobutt.
[Because my hair is so damaged (I'm always aiming for Rachel Red), I am now resorting to silly, washout color. The permanent red dye doesn't stay in very long either anyway. Soooooo in my opinion this whole drama will probably have a lackluster result, but shit my roots are brown and my ends are reddish blond - emphasis on the blond]
I'm wearing a shirt I had in my car that my acquaintance, Dagmar, gave me for helping her move. I was meaning to give the clothes to the charity of my choice, but never got around to it. I've never thought she liked me much, and when I was the recipient of the clothes she, herself chose to dole out to me (she's very known for her style) I KNEW. What I'm wearing now is a long sleeved, cotton MIDRIFF shirt that has a pointelle pattern in it. She also chose some daisy patterned split skirt pants for me. You know, the kind of fabric that is all crinkled and you can pull it out really far and it straightens. Yes, I thought she was joking too, but she wasn't. Oh and Dan Turek informed Mark and I that we were not invited to a cocktail party given in their honor by Bo and Jill. Alas, we are officially out of that crowd. It's both a relief and a cause of sadness. While I don't think I'm "Buddhically advanced" enough to be friends with people who cause me such conundrums, a part of me would enjoy being a fringe friend - one you only see about every two months - but enjoy seeing.
Hair hair hair.
In other news, I've spotted a trend. Oh it's funny. The kids are now wearing these caps we used to call "visors". It's basically a ball cap without a top. In my biology class, all the hip dudes were wearing them. In addition to the hip dudes, there was a wannabe cool gal wearing one. It looked ridiculous. I tried to picture Rich wearing a visor, and laughed. The trend was so prevalent that when I later went to the post office, there was an older man wearing one (although we can assume that he was no dedicated follower of fashion).
Other than that, my life has been very even keeled. I'm not happy and I'm not sad....
