Step One: Have life crisis. Wake up early. Talk to your husband over Skype.
Step Two: Hear the Weasels in your tummy growl, realize that you need to eat. Stop talking on Skype and get dressed like a soccer mom/college student. ( Yoga Pants, Tshirt, Hoody, Ugg Boots/ White jogging shoes).
Step Three: Go get coffee and a pastry.
Step Four: Go buy hair dye. ( I bought red hair dye. it also gave you the option to do your own highlights.) Have a crazy guy chit chat you up about what Denali means in Eskimo.
Step Five: Get a bee in your bonnet, decide that you want to get your haircut RIGHT THE FUCK NOW! Go to the closest hair place that has little old ladies in it.. and have your hair done by a little old lady!
She gave me a haircut for 20$.. why? Because I reminded her of her grandkid. Her name was Hildegard.
Step Six: Go Home, go into your bathroom, put dye on your hair, listen to punk rock music while you play Robot Unicorn Attack, while hanging out in your bath tub while you talk to your sister on the phone.
You can also text your husband and clean cat boxes too. This step takes a while, because the stuff I was doing you had to sit for 25 mins, then rinse, then add highlighting stuff to your head, then wait more then rinse.
Step Seven: Put on make up, do your hair, go have lunch with friends, go to work. Take picture of your cute hair.
So, yea.. I got bangs again. I have red hair with highlights.. I am looking kinda classy. People who have noticed and said something.. My Supervisor.. and a Room Service Guy. My friends of course have noticed, but people I work with.. yea.. Not so much with the Hey! You did something to your appearance. Nice!
Peter- "These are they droids, I'm lookin' for! YEAH! GIGGITY!"
This next years color is
No matter how adorable they are on the interweb.. um.. Cats are evil. This and This are proof!
When I was in high-school, my mom and I lost 10 lbs but eating soup and popcorn and watching FoodTV.
Juggalos.. read.. books? uh..
I never had to do deal with this in high school, every one there was a hippy, or raised by hippies.
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