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...:sigh:...

I want to really set the tone for this post because it contains some just-my-luck tales and I need you, as my audience, to be fully prepared to immerse yourself in my story of woe with both empathy and sympathy. So let me try again:

:inhale with a slight yet sad smirk:

:glance about as though it were possible for eyes to shrug:

:actually shrug, but only barely:

:sigh with deep melancholy:


I attempted to color my hair today.

There, I said it.

It did not turn out the way I planned. Because it never turns out the way I plan. I always want the colors I see pictured on the box. I have those three before shades already. Why can't I put the color in have the after shades? Why can't you just love me? And not give me varying degrees of orange/red?

My hair color right now, after the incredibly strong fumes, and 30 minute wait, then extra 20 minutes it took to dry it, is approximately the same shade as my summer hair. What I mean by that is, it's the color my hair lightens to naturally when in the sun over summer. So I could have just wait until May for this nearly imperceptible color. Thanks Loreal.

In unrelated news, today at lunch with Cody, mom, and dad, Cody and I discovered we were both on Twitter but were not following each other. So we remedied that. And then mom, Cody and I spent the drive home tweeting to each other like it was a chat room. It is not a chat room. Regardless, the novelty will soon wear I'm sure. If it does not, they will constantly be inundated with notifications from Twitter because I tweet a way lot.

I said it. A way lot. Not a sentence. Made it one! A poorly constructed one. Oh! We found the cable for the camera so I can start uploading shit. From last July!

You're welcome.