shiza called me this afternoon, and even though she tried to have a serious discussion with me, i just kept laughing at her, because i love talking to her and she cracks me up. she'd called because she figured i was the only person she knew that wasn't going to tell her she was crazy. and she was right. i have a very high tolerance for craze.
i'm proud of myself. i went to my appointment, and everything was perfectly fine and easy. i came home and immediately changed and went for a run, before i could change my mind and decide to eat all day instead. and then, i read for school for a way long time. granted, i still have about ten hours of reading left, but i also have six days to do it all, so i think i might be able to manage it.
also, i succeeded in dyeing my hair exactly the same color is was before, even though i used a completely different brand/dye. it's much like how andy tries to dye his way blonde hair dark brown and just always ends up with blonde hair.
this morning, i bent down in the garage to kiss my dog and slammed my forehead into the corner of a picture frame. i am now the proud owner of corner-shaped forehead gash. such a klutz.
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I don't know what amuses me more----the fig newton story, that you decided you needed to put it up online, or that not only was it important enough to put up online but that it was something of a major oversight that needed correcting.
Either way, I love it :)
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