annah

yeah, i'm blonde now. and yeah, it's pretty weird. everyone at the pub freaked out. the barmaid actually screamed, and i'm not sure if that's good or bad.
speaking of the pub, last night was land of the lost exes. my ex, and the exes of two twins who are good friend of mine. and they're all like buddies or something, like an ex support group. veerrryyy unsettling. i don't like seeing my ex because i have a hard time remembering what head injury i incurred that made me think it was a good idea to date him. why was he so inappropriate? oh, i dunno, maybe the part where he's a worship leader in the methodist church. or the part where he was this split personality guy who went to all the church groups and then came home and got drunk. or maybe the part where i dated him for quite some time even though he doesn't believe in premarital sex. see why i'm freaked out to see him? i don't want to be reminded of my capacity for lousy judgement.
problem is, i'm a sucker for funny guys. if al sharpton was funnier, i'm sure i would have dated him by now.