I have a better view from this barstool.
My office has blocked goddamn evvvvvverything on the interwebs. All my time waster sites. All Gawker, Awl, and even shit like Yelp and Orbitz. I guarantee that I had something to do with that.
I am going to abuse the shit out of that once she’s staying with me. I’m not charging her rent, so I figure its fair! Of course, I’ll also just insist that she have drinks with me, so I probably need a plan B.
At least until the 4th quarter or so. T had better pick me up! Right now I’m pregaming at a bar near the stadium, next to the drunkest cougars ever. (Or, y’know, just cougars.) Its barely 5 pm, ladies! I’m impressed!
I ended up with basically the same cut that icarntspell got. She just posted it and I cant link, but, you can work it out. Mine is actually way shorter than the pic I brought in, but it’s cute. The stylist insisted on straightening it to death, when I specifically showed her a beachy/wavy/tousled cut. She said she had to straighten it to get it just right and she just kept cutting. So. I will not be posting any pics until I style it the way I normally would. My hair has a ton of wave, and I don’t have that kind of time.
On the upside, she did adhere to my request to not put crazy layers in it, so I can still put it in a pony without a million bobby pins.
Also, seeing all my hair on the floor like that, it’s got way more of an auburn tint than I thought- no coloring. Huh.
This was my mom’s stylist who I have been to before, and when I told my mom it wasn’t exactly what I requested she immediately blamed me. “Well did you tell her what you wanted?” No! I just walked in and said “Cut my hair, just cut it!!” Seriously?
— My friend Jason that I know from San Diego (he’s not FROM San Diego, but who is?) somehow came into some money (details are sketchy) and is just kind of bouncing around the country, I guess? This latest dispatch comes from Shasta, CA, where he was working on a farm, and he deemed the whole scene “too full of hippies”. What the fuck did you expect, man? Like, really. You’re in deep NoCal, ON A FARM (“farm”). Did you expect three piece suits and 8-5 jobs?
For literally the last 2-3 years I thought that Rack City by Tyga was a song about Indianapolis. It’s not! Not even close! Not sure where I got that from, but I kinda like rolling with my fake facts. Another fun one is, D’s dad says that “Italians love Christmas lights”. So if you see a house with lights up in July, they must be Italian. I guess? Based on that, I declared that Jews love Arbor Day. It’s a fun game! Make up your own holidays/songs/misconceptions!