pudding

i think i was meant to be a brunette. i am too fiery to be a redhead, my hair will never go blonde enough, and the pink, while it was cute was streaky and drove me crazy for the two days i had it. so brunette it is....brunettes are hot anyway. my brother called me yesterday to see if i was going to go to topeka to spend thanksgiving with my dad and grandmother. i hadn't planned on it but i said yes anyway. so huck and i will be in topeka on thanksgiving. its not that going up to topeka is bad, but the critical aunt i mentioned the other day will be there, and i know my grandmother is not so crazy about the way i look. i fully expect commentary, hopefully i will be wrong. oh well, my dad always stands up for me, and so does my brother no matter how i look. it's not that i don't try to tone it down a little for family things (even though i shouldn't have to) i always tone down the hair (no faux-hawk), and dress nicely, but i won't take out my nose ring or septum ring, and i'm not going to intentionally hide my tattoos that shit is just silly. if nothing else at least my immediate family accepts me.