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hair and phone: PSAs
Jan. 8th, 2006 02:16 amI have a new haircut. I cannot express how happy I am. For the first time in a few years, I think, I'm no longer at all brunette. I like going black, but the latest coat was actually a temporary dye that outlasted its welcome, so it had really lost the glossy look that makes the black nice. Now it's back to red and blond, and a box of Clariol in the bathroom assures that soon it will be all red again. :)
I love this new haircut. I keep catching sight of my reflection in windows and saying "Damn, I love this haircut." I really did not like the shaggy medium haircut I had before. It simply did not suit me at all. On good days, I could get it to look okay. On bad days, yeuch. But this new one looks good every day, all the time, with no effort from me except to keep it clean. Why did I ever decide I wanted to give up short hair?
(Note: The above entry was brought to you as a public service announcement for the guy friends in my life, such that when I next see y'all and ask "So what do you think?" you will have some idea of to what I'm referring.)
More generally: My cell phone is busted. It has been sucking for months now and just before break (great timing there) it pooped out entirely. I can't recieve or make calls, or check my messages. I was planning to bring it home and get a new phone over break; the LG 4010 is discontinued now, but I might say good riddance, given all the shit I've had with this one, but it means I need a new one. I also need to upgrade my plan, since I use that phone too much for 50 minutes a month to be sufficient any more. Unfortunately, Cingular is fucktarded enough that I can't do anything when I'm outside my home region, so unless I want to be paying roaming charges from anywhere outside Austin for the next few years, I have to wait till I get back to CA. Ergo, no phone.
I love this new haircut. I keep catching sight of my reflection in windows and saying "Damn, I love this haircut." I really did not like the shaggy medium haircut I had before. It simply did not suit me at all. On good days, I could get it to look okay. On bad days, yeuch. But this new one looks good every day, all the time, with no effort from me except to keep it clean. Why did I ever decide I wanted to give up short hair?
(Note: The above entry was brought to you as a public service announcement for the guy friends in my life, such that when I next see y'all and ask "So what do you think?" you will have some idea of to what I'm referring.)
More generally: My cell phone is busted. It has been sucking for months now and just before break (great timing there) it pooped out entirely. I can't recieve or make calls, or check my messages. I was planning to bring it home and get a new phone over break; the LG 4010 is discontinued now, but I might say good riddance, given all the shit I've had with this one, but it means I need a new one. I also need to upgrade my plan, since I use that phone too much for 50 minutes a month to be sufficient any more. Unfortunately, Cingular is fucktarded enough that I can't do anything when I'm outside my home region, so unless I want to be paying roaming charges from anywhere outside Austin for the next few years, I have to wait till I get back to CA. Ergo, no phone.
