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Quote of the day:They say that love conquers all. Maybe, but *I* haven't lost faith in armored divisions with awesome firepower coupled with total air and naval superiority. (Maurizio Mariotti)

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Thursday, December 1

Snip...SNIP

Sniiiip. You hear that? That's the sound of my hair being cut off...AGAIN. An hour ago, my hair was straight (always is), all the same length, just past my shoulders. It's very thick. It was giving me some monster headaches again. Having to put it up to get it out of my face is the problem. Soo...talked hubby into cutting it. He cut it too short, but no biggie. Once I make it to the hair cutter, he'll cut it shorter than that. Gene (Apparently his name is Vern. I am really bad with names!) is the only one I've ever found that was willing to cut my hair as short as I want it. You'd be amazed at how hard it is for me to find someone to chop it all off. They don't seem to understand. 'But it's so pretty' UGH. Give me a fucking break. It's my hair! It's thick, hard to wash, hard to get the soap out of once it's all finally in there and it's heavier than they'll ever know. Grows really fast too. So hopefully on Saturday I can get my hair cut properly and colored too. Gonna go with strengthening the red in it again. *udpate* My appointment is at noon tomorrow. Cut and color. Lady said she figures I'll be done by 2pm. Seems long time, but oh well. Forgot to ask the price though. *shrugs*

This is the color I used last time. Having hubby color for me can be a little iffy. So, I'm gonna take the part of the box I saved to show him the color I do want. It's not like my hair isn't red. Just not as noticeable without bright light or sun shining on it. If my sinuses would allow me outside in summer, my hair would be quite red during that time of year. As a kid, I hated it, now I don't mind it so much. I do have the skin color for it, not only that when I do put the red in my hair, most ppl don't even notice. (My silver stripes at age 28 are starting to bug me a little bit.)

I may think about showing before and after pics, if I decide I'm willing to have my face on here. ;) Ya'll have a nice weekend. We're going to the Chiefs game on Sunday in the COLD! NICE! (I like cold, I'll be wearing a long sleeve T-shirt with a Sweatshirt over and be nice and cozy. I don't need a coat until it gets to about 32°F or less.)
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Unicorn. Edited to match the page.

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