Oh, I definitely have stuff to do. STUFF. TO. DO.
I got a hair cut today in preparation for my ten year high school reunion.
You can go ahead and bludgeon me in the face at any time.
Honestly, it's not a matter of being nervous or scared or uncomfortable; I've seen a lot of the people who will be there pretty recently. It's more just a matter of the OCCASION. I wonder if we're all going to be standing around going, "SO... What have you been up to?...... Mmm. Cool." I intend to dance and drink and eat and hopefully try and look pretty.
Incidentally when I was being shampooed at the salon today, the shampoo lady looked at my long-ass hair and said, "You're getting this cut? Are you doing Locks of Love?" I laughed, and was like, "No, just a trim. I'm not a generous person."
About Me
- buffy
- My deal consists of Jim Beam and hookers. I also like cheese. I live in a small town in Alabama with my son, my husband, our alien-like dog Rocky, sometimes my two step-daughters, and a ghost named Marty who makes us peanut butter sandwiches. It's irritating because Marty always leaves knives covered in peanut butter in the kitchen sink, and who do you think has to clean that up? PHIL, IS WHO.
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I was too tired to go to my 10 year. Ben was 2 months old at the time and waking up at 15-30 minute intervals. We had planned on going, but the day came and I said,"Nah, I'd rather just lay here exhausted on the floor."
We are going to partay at the ten year...we're so much cooler than we used to be--dammit! Plus, if there's a lull, then Ashley will probably knock over a table or something. I've been thinking, though, maybe we should wear eyepatches...
kat
heehee.. love the pics.. I had so much fun last night! (and tell those bitches to stay away from your hair!) and I vote YES for the eyepatches.
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