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2005-10-22 - 8:51 p.m. How Many Times Must A Girl Say No? Said goodbye to a bad, bad habit tonight. He didn't take it lightly -- he didn't take it at all, in fact, and it took nearly the whole day of back and forth messages for him to (I hope) finally understand that "I don't want to be your friend" means "leave me the fuck alone." There are only so many ways a girl can say "Fuck off" without using the F-word. I think I found 17 of them. So the Person Who Shall Remain Nameless gets his poems sent to him through a mutual friend, and (hopefully!) other than that, I don't hear from him again. Because god damnit, was it ever difficult to even get him to shut the fuck up tonight! And he spelled "dialogue" wrong. Twice. so much anger, so little screen space... And on another note.., So anyhow, back to the hair... If I could get my head out of my proverbial ass long enough (aka if I could stop freaking out over having been so blunt and unkind with someone I love, and if maybe I were also a bit more sober), it would look AWESOME. I'm hoping to be finished by tomorrow afternoon. I refuse to go to school Monday with half a head of braids. Pony up to the sink and finish it already!
My sweater has two thirds of a sleeve to its beautitious credit. It's going to be the most beautiful hoodie in the known universe. I'll post pictures of the finished sleeve when I post the pictures of my finished hair -- hopefully, with enough coffee, both can be accomplished by tomorrow. Check back in a couple days. And I'll just walk the dog with a fatherfucking hat on until then. added later: these are of course not the best pictures of my hair, but here you have it -- me in braids.
--mopheaded has a bitch-ass potty mouth tonight.
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