Poison's new set is supercute . . . BUT I have one small problem . . .
popsicle = sugar
sugar + vag = yeast infection.
*runs and hides from the mere mention*
I'm listening to The Bravery right now . . . fuck the haters (yes that includes the Killers). It's a good cd and I can dance to it. Sometimes he sounds like Robert Smith. Could be worse though. So yeah I like the Killers, but Brendan Flowers needs to either A. Butch it up or B. Come out already. Not that he needs to impress anyone really since he's Mormon and engaged but whatever.
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I HATE EVERYONE TODAY.
I went to get my haircut. I knew exactly what I wanted. I walked in, and as she was about to take me to shampoo my hair I forgot my picture in the car. She says "oh that's fine." NO IT ISN'T. I stated what I wanted:
A jagged, piece-y A-line with the back shaved. Demonstrating with my hands multiple times the angle I wanted it at. She said "no you don't want the back shaved." YES I DO. So now she washes my hair and I say that yes, I woul like the back shaved, and both she and the other hairdresser proceed to talk down to me and accuse me of being non-descriptive and that no I can't shave it once it's wet. Then the other hairdresser and her customer proceeded to talk about me while I was 2 FEET AWAY.
My hairdresser from hell then kept asking me if I wanted my hair like hers in the back. NO I DON'T. Nevertheless I shut up as she cut it, but I really should've just walked out after they were rude to me because she butchered it. I barely have an A-Line and I don't think I can get the damage corrected because she cut too much off. Furthermore I have the annoying pieces in the back that I wanted to get rid of by SHAVING THE BACK. But apparently not. I think I'm going to call them and bitch, because misery loves company. And I love being a bitch. I don't think it helped that they moaned about only having 2 people on and they wanted to eat and blahblahblah. I felt belittled, sucks for them.
Then I called back on the applications I filled out and have nothing to show for it.
And I'm going off antidepressants. Which I don't want to go back on because I'm really enjoying the amazing sex I'm having while on them.
Bah. Okay time for some pirate style whupass for the hair butchers.
popsicle = sugar
sugar + vag = yeast infection.
*runs and hides from the mere mention*
I'm listening to The Bravery right now . . . fuck the haters (yes that includes the Killers). It's a good cd and I can dance to it. Sometimes he sounds like Robert Smith. Could be worse though. So yeah I like the Killers, but Brendan Flowers needs to either A. Butch it up or B. Come out already. Not that he needs to impress anyone really since he's Mormon and engaged but whatever.
edit
I HATE EVERYONE TODAY.
I went to get my haircut. I knew exactly what I wanted. I walked in, and as she was about to take me to shampoo my hair I forgot my picture in the car. She says "oh that's fine." NO IT ISN'T. I stated what I wanted:
A jagged, piece-y A-line with the back shaved. Demonstrating with my hands multiple times the angle I wanted it at. She said "no you don't want the back shaved." YES I DO. So now she washes my hair and I say that yes, I woul like the back shaved, and both she and the other hairdresser proceed to talk down to me and accuse me of being non-descriptive and that no I can't shave it once it's wet. Then the other hairdresser and her customer proceeded to talk about me while I was 2 FEET AWAY.
My hairdresser from hell then kept asking me if I wanted my hair like hers in the back. NO I DON'T. Nevertheless I shut up as she cut it, but I really should've just walked out after they were rude to me because she butchered it. I barely have an A-Line and I don't think I can get the damage corrected because she cut too much off. Furthermore I have the annoying pieces in the back that I wanted to get rid of by SHAVING THE BACK. But apparently not. I think I'm going to call them and bitch, because misery loves company. And I love being a bitch. I don't think it helped that they moaned about only having 2 people on and they wanted to eat and blahblahblah. I felt belittled, sucks for them.
Then I called back on the applications I filled out and have nothing to show for it.
And I'm going off antidepressants. Which I don't want to go back on because I'm really enjoying the amazing sex I'm having while on them.
Bah. Okay time for some pirate style whupass for the hair butchers.
pyrate:
I think the bravery's cd is awesome, and if you haven't yet checked out the video you need to. I really liked it. Now I am going to go listen to them.