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Tuesday, May. 08, 2007 @ 10:24 pm
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New mutterings

1. Tumor ::
brain

2. Bunch ::
grapes

3. Gratitude ::
thankful

4. Feel alive ::
walking

5. Connect ::
friends

6. Temptation ::
food

7. Brighten::
light

8. Jewelry ::
ring

9. Tough ::
parent

10. Harmless ::
Douglas Adams, Mostly

I can't believe someone actually noticed that I colored my hair. Granted it has been almost a week, and true I did stick with a color that is just a slightly more intense shade of my natural color. But still I find it kind of funny that it was a guy who noticed {don't even think it, there is nothing of the sort. He's a good 10 years younger and neither of us has any interest. My team lead of all people.

When I used to color my hair {I'm about 20 percent gray if I let it go for awhile}, I would always go for a mahogony or a cinnamony color, something in the browinsh red family. This time I went for chestnut, and I must say I look really good. My grays look almost like highlights and somehow I have a few strands that seem to appear like lowlights. Now sure how that happened, but it works. Too bad it washes out after a couple dozen shampoos. But now that I like how it looks, maybe I'll splurge on a permanent color. Its close enough that my roots would barely show.

I'm fairly lucky in that while my hair is on the fine side, I was blessed with a ton of it. It has on two occassions decided to suddenly get all thin and disapeary on me, but it always came back with a vengeance. I am a true Leo, my hair has always been my best/favorite physical feature, unlike certain lower parts which I seem to spend way too much time on, causing them to have a bad case of office worker spread.

Hair is a strange thing. According to my parents I was born with pitch black hair, but it fell out and was replaced with very light blonde hair, which I had for most of my childhood. Than somewhere around puberty it started getting darker until I reached the point where I am either a very dark blonde or a very light brunette. With My coloring only something in the brown/brown-red family would work. I once tried dying my hair midnite black. I looked so pale, people thought I needed a transfusion. I won't even try blonde, I'm sure I"d look like a freak.

Okay not sure how this turned into a disertation on my hair but whatever.

More excitement. It seems one of Warren's so called good friends stole his bike from our front yard. I guess they got tired of the crappy derailer and abandoned it. The police found it right next to where we used to live. The tires are still fine, but the chain won't stay on the back gears. I moved it inside the house. I wish I knew which one did it, not that it matters.

These kis have done the same shit before {Warren isn't innocent, he's returned the favor}, and yet they keep wanting to hang out. I really can't say I get it at all. I'm fairly certain I wouldn't want to be friends with anyone who stole from me. I know my friends sure as hell would not be impressed.

And my folks used to think my generation was hard to understand.

See ya on the dark side of the moon

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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.

I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.

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