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Okay, at the risk of being one of those uninteresting folks who does nothing but post pictures of herself (I'm being self-deprecating so I can beat you to the punch!) Here is a new (thrift store) shirt I got, and try as I might, I couldn't black "Dallas" out to save my life, but the main message overshadows the Dallasness of the shirt. Well, you'll see....


Representin' H-town, yo. (That's Houston, if you didn't know).

These two pictures are to show you what my hair looked like today...before my dramatic haircut. *gasp!*





Okay, the last picture was just so you could see the publicity photo of Parker Posey (yeah, that thing way in the background) that my co-worker has hung up in his workspace because he has a thing for her. Also, you can see my new super-tan, thanks to having cooked myself last Wednesday on a company picnic to Coney Island -- or as I call it, my favorite place in the world. And if you think it's sad that a person can think Coney is the best place in the world, save it for yo momma 'cause I don't wanna hear it! I'm actually peeling like a leper all over my shoulders under that pretty little shirt I bought on my last trip to...Coney Island!

New hair pics coming soon. Just think Joan Jett. I didn't have that in mind when I went to my appointment, but I was singing some of her songs at work, so maybe it was destined. It stuck in my psyche. Just a victim of circumstance?