hehehe bikerbraid. Dishwashers are awesome inventions!

Hair Harm for the Holidays: So for Christmas, I got a Conair "spa package" loaded with metal clips, plastic & velcro rollers, 2 cheap, round BBB's (which I suspect are actually synthetic  ) and...a blowfryer!! Dun dun dunnnnn...
  I also received 2 metal barrettes which are pretty, but I don't think I'll ever wear them. 
  *shrug* My family doesn't know any better. I just had to smile and say thank you and at least act grateful.

I've been ping-ponging (yes, I realize that's not actually a word!) between Pantene and Herbal Essences lately, even though the latter does nothing for my hair. Nothing good at least.
  So today I did a clarifying wash with Pantene Purity shampoo, a vinegar rinse and lots of cold water, of course.

I'm not sure about following my regular conditioner with a light conditioner as a final step. It doesn't seem to have any real benefits, and just takes up extra time in the shower. I think I'll cut that step out of the routine.

Ever The Procrastinator: I still haven't scheduled a trim. Even if I made an appointment today, it wouldn't happen before the end of the month. This means that by the time I actually do go in for my regular half-inch trim, I would have put 6 months between it and the last one.    Egad.

My posting here has been less frequent due to the fact that my home computer is infected with about 113 viruses. Spyware, it claims. *sigh* Bloody infernal machines. And I know my blasted roommate isn't helping!! 

Anger Management: What really cheeses me off is the way my boyfriend acts like everything his dæmon cousin does is just perfectly normal & A-OK.
  He welches on rent - my boyfriend shrugs it off, even when I have to make up the difference. 
  He sneaks into our room to "borrow" my lotions for his glorious self-loving sessions - my boyfriend does nothing. 
  He eats us out of house and home - my boyfriend then asks me to buy groceries. 
  He stays up late deep-frying everything in sight, demolishing our kitchen, watching movies with the volume wayyy up, talking very loudly on his cell phone to the stupid blonde girl that he wishes to impregnate (all while I have to wake up earliest for work) - my boyfriend does nothing. 
  He uses our computer to feed his sick obsessions and loves himself all over the bloody apartment (honestly, I have found "evidence" in places no one would think possible) - my boyfriend dismisses it as perfectly normal behaviour. 
  And my beloved beau wonders why I'm not happy. WTF?!    Ahem. In other news...

At The Office: I have finally learned how to secure a bun with hair sticks!    This is a feat for me. I've practiced with pencils.

A dear co-worker commented on my hair today as she passed my desk. I was brushing my hair with a BBB and she said, "That's how your hair stays so silky! It's so fine!"
  I told her that I was planning to grow my hair down to my butt again. She said, "I'll bet that stimulates the growth too." Referring to my BBB. It was a nice moment.

Pearly Bottles of Wisdom:  I plan to stay on the Pantene 10-day plan for an all-over improvement to my hair. The 10th day will fall right on the 8th...which also happens to be my birthday. Healthier hair makes a great gift! 

That's all for now. Er, well...that's not ALL, by far, but that's all that I have time to type for today. More later. Peace.

Quote:


Thanx, Beesan.
    Unfortunately, I find it best to just avoid him at all possible cost. It sounds cowardly, I know, but in this situation I truly think it best. The guy has some serious mental/psychological problems and I don't think a confrontation on my part would help.

Crappy New Year: I came home from work Friday evening with a fever of 103! I had been feeling awful all day at the office...wanting to just lay down on the desk or the floor or something. By the end of the day, I felt freezing cold and very tired. Though I was in no condition to drive, I had to.
  When I got home, I put on my pajamas, cranked up the heater and got into bed, in so much pain that I was nearing tears. It wasn't until after my boyfriend got home, discovered my condition, rushed to the store and returned with medicine and a thermometer that we learned just how serious my illness was. Apparently I had caught yet another virus during the night. 3rd one in about 6 weeks. So I was bedridden for New Year's. 
    I'm doing a little better these days. Though my mother is bringing me some prescription antibiotics for my nonstop cough. 

The Dæmon Roommate: Stormed off yesterday morning, apparently frustrated by the fact that he couldn't take a shower before leaving for the day because I was in it. I wasn't aware of this, of course, until I got an FYI lecture about it from my boyfriend...who, of course, is always rushing to his cousin's defense. 
  I'm caught in an emotional limbo about it. I mean I might be more sympathetic if the guy (dæmon) wasn't the complete moron that he is. And yet I feel bad for my lack of sympathy.
  That isn't to say I don't have any at all. I certainly don't mean or wish to inconvenience anyone, and I had no idea that our schedules would clash. I don't want him to be angry with me.
    I often think of moving back in with my parents in East County. Granted, they are terribly prejudiced and abusive people, and granted my freaking EX lives there...and granted they don't want me to move back in. But...who am I to come between two blissfully dysfunctional cousins? It seems quite obvious to me that I am the real problem in this arrangement. Oh, I wish I knew someone who needed a roommate! *sigh* I don't wish to desert my beau, but "having an out" so to speak would be convenient if I ever decided that I really did wish to leave.

Hair: Oh glorious revelation! I have had quite an awakening on the hair front...but more about that when I return from work!

Angel Spun, sorry to hear you're sick!  I'd bet your unending stress from your living situation is constantly keeping your immune system weak.

Have you considered checking out message boards at a college or gym for a new roommate situation?

Good Luck, hope you're right as rain 

Juri: LOL @ sucks rocks. You're very right about being caught between a rock & a hard place. That's a phrase that's been going through my mind for months, oddly enough. 
  You're also right about my being just slightly better off where I am. That's a big part of why I haven't left already.

Sakina: I think you may be onto something about the stress weakening my immune system.
  I much prefer to take up residence with someone I already know. Picking someone from a message board sounds pretty scary. You already never know what you're in for as it is...

Beesan: LOL cute icon!

You guys rock!

And now.....

Sorry to hear you got sick.  I hope you are feeling better now!

Cynde

lol juri 

So I used the red Rainforest Flowers formulas again... Mass chemical burn!      Looks like I'll either have to stick to the original line or just give it up.

The last week has been murder on me both physically and mentally. I have a constant, violent cough which makes working difficult (being that I talk on the phone for a living!) and sleeping impossible.

My abs hurt from the relentless coughing, and today I actually got a headache from it. And don't you hate those coughing fits that seem like they're never going to end? Where your eyes water and you can barely breathe? I actually did that in the freaking middle of Target this evening. God, was it embarrassing! I tried to hold it together as best I could and make the most discrete exit possible, but still...I don't think I fooled anyone. I was that nasty sick lady with the watery eyes & runny nose who kept coughing....    Just call me Dr. Smooth. 

Anywho, mentally I've just been freaking out about everything. From senseless trifles to grand-scale spiritual confusion. It must be triggered by my illness. Maybe that fever did cause some brain damage...

Anyway, while I was roaming around Target, waiting for my boyfriend to show up, I noticed something. Has anyone else noticed that any store's given stock of Pantene Pro-V takes up like half a freaking aisle? These people are marketing geniuses, I tell you. Their plot for monopolistic world domination is working.

The roommate is still disgusting as ever. During the Christmas week, while he was out of state, I had the entire kitchen sterile and spotless as a hospital. Now it is once again in utter ruin. I'm talking Ground-Freaking-Zero. The counter is a disaster zone, and there are dirty dishes and food left out everywhere...which of course attracts and breeds those tiny little food flies. UGH! He's the devil himself, I'll swear to it! I am beyond wit's end with him. He needs to go!!!!!! 

As for the hair? Well....I really don't know. I may have been onto something with that cone-free, herbaly revelation. I may just be mentally fried. Perhaps it's the lack of sleep. Perhaps it's all of the above.
  Either way, I'm going to have to take a very long siesta and try to tap into the deep-rooted, innate wisdom of life. Learn all over again how to do what feels right.
  I remember reading somewhere about how many theories and philosophies about life are actually relevant to long hair also. I wish I could remember where I read it. I could use a little more inspiration now. 

Sorry to disappoint you, Cynde dear, but it may be quite awhile before I get better. 

Thank you kindly, Curlygirl.    *blush*

Just for you:
  This one was written in  September '04:

WE/US

Take my hand
and WE are invincible
Together
WE can face anything
That would destroy
You and I
Alone

US
WE

Such simple words
With so much power
Where You and I would fail
WE will triumph

WE
US

Two letters
Two hearts
Two lives
United
In love

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