Monday, February 14, 2005

my quandary of the day

I have a barrette in my hair

That makes me sound like I'm five, doesn't it? (I had no choice, the front of my hair and I were not getting along this morning - so I put it behind me and now my ass and my frizz can battle it out)

But I do, and it's too tight or something and it hurts like a monkeytrucker and I know that no amount of readjustment will help ease the pain, and if I take out the barrette, I'll look like a castmate from Thundercats - and of course I changed purses this morning so I have nothing with which to be able to put up my hair - so here I am on Monday with my dill-scented candy bracelet, my frizzy, painful hair, an hour and a half before I can go home and put myself out of my misery, and my precious laptop is still broken - this doesn't bode well for the rest of the week...

But in other news, my sister bought me the entire first season of 21 Jump Street on dvd (because I used to be obsessed) and a book called "C*nt" - wow, how do you drop that title out at dinner parties? (And, the book is all about feminism and such and being more comfortable with your own c**t and the word c**t, but, I'm sorry, halfway into the book, I still cringe when I read it - I keep thinking, 'couldn't she have just written it as C. U. Next Tuesday?' seriously - am I a prude?)