Drear & Tanai: Thanks...and I'm trying.

Hair: 3rd day CWC. Over the weekend, I was finally able to mix the Pantene Detangling and Suave Kids leave-in conditioners in a stylish spray bottle, so I've been using the combination every day. EVOO on the ends is now mandatory.
   Style du jour is a flipped ponytail with different black ribbons tied in.

The harvesting project is going well. I very nearly have a small lock of hair collected. It's been falling out like crazy for the past few weeks or so.

Etc.: It seems I've been more pensive than usual lately, reflecting on the fact that the more genius a person possesses, the more tortured they are. If their genius is logical, their torture is pessimism, cynicism, faithlessness and frustration with people of inferior intellect. If their genius is creative, their torture is excess and self destruction. Many tortured geniuses are both, and both cases result in emotional and physical alienation.

In other news, I've resumed nightly power walking. The new usual route is 1.8 miles with steep hills. I've also added another new trick: jogging.

The latest feature to die on my phone: the camera. Pretty sure I'm due for a new phone in October, so I'm got gonna sweat it. All of the pix that I've been meaning to take will just have to wait.

Our local Michaels has already gotten the first of their fall merch in. This is one of few things that makes SoCal summers bearable to me.

On the job search front, I had an interview scheduled for tomorrow morning, but had to cancel after reading that the position in question had an English/Spanish requirement. My résumé clearly states English/French, so I'm not sure why the manager bothered calling in the first place. But then I'm really not sure why I bothered applying.

Sakina: Thanx. I need all the luck I can get.

Hair: Clarified today, but I had to use regular tap water in my ACV rinse instead of bottled. That's what I get for not making it the night before. My father was cleaning up the garage this morning, which is where our crock and stand is. I really try to keep my hair habits as private as possible since the 'rents think I'm weird enough already.

Spray conditioner blend was my only leave-in. Style is a single braid.
Tomorrow's measure day. Everybody ready?

Drear: Quote:

They usually start in August or September.

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Same here. Everyone wants an early jump on holiday spenders, so the sooner they put product out, the sooner they see money for it. Retail has no shame.

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Mine's pinned up while I apply sunblock and body powder, but I have to let it down to dry.

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Everybody does that. Just another excuse to drink.

Tanai: Quote:

Amen, sister! I'm now using Google Chrome with no complaints yet.

Hair: It was after 11 AM when I was finally able to take a shower. I spent 3 hours cleaning my bathroom this morning, so I needed one! My hair got a W-CWC as the roots were disgusting.
   Today was my first time using Pantene Nature Fusions conditioner. The first thing I noticed was...it's yellow. The second thing I noticed was that it smelled different from the white floral fragrance of the normal Pantene lines. Like Restoratives, Nature Fusions had a scent all its own. It actually smells like a designer perfume, though I can't recall which one. Third thing I noticed was it's texture - just slightly different from normal Pantene conditioners.
   It will take a few more days to determine how well it works.

After applying the usual leave-in's and air drying, I randomly glanced in the mirror and was horrified by the amount of upturned, wonky ends on one side. After trimming a few of them, I began to wonder if it was an effect of the new conditioner. Could a new set of ingredients have made my hair unusually frizzy? I decided on a gentle blow out just to see if it would make the ends lay down.
   It didn't. So began the hour-long process of an overdue S&D session. There was so much damage that I had to isolate a section of hair and work on it alone.
   I may as well confess that I've been flirting with thoughts of cutting my hair shoulder length again, and seeing all those ends poking out everywhere certainly didn't help things!! Makes me wonder just what I'm doing wrong.

4th: After playing designated driver to my drunk sister, her drunk bf and their drunk friend, I returned home just in time to climb onto the roof of my house and catch the end of the local fireworks show. Nothing like a national holiday to remind a gal how grateful she is to be straight edge.
   After that, it was back to business. Finished putting away all of the random dishes, laundry, etc. that I'd washed and put myself to bed before the 'rents got home.

Etc.: This afternoon, I was able to empty 3 new Pure & Natural bottles and peel their labels. Tomorrow, I'll take them to work and spray them with Goo Gone to remove the glue so they'll be ready to use as new shower bottles. Their predecessors are quite dented and empty anyway.

Strange as it sounds, I seem to be looking forward to returning to work.



Wait for a heart that never lies
But not this time
Watch those explosions in the sky
And you'll go blind
But not this time
      -Blaqk Audio, Cities Of Night

...I just realized that I've been staring at this page for several minutes now, without a clue what to write. My mind is clearly elsewhere. Mostly flashing back to Michael Jackson's memorial service, which I watched on TV just over an hour ago. I guess my brain is still trying to process it all. Trying again to wrap itself around the dual concept that he's gone and yet will never be gone. God bless that poor family.

In hair news, today called for a clarifying wash and a treatment (to make up for the one I missed last Friday). The latter possessed my hair for well over an hour while a fruit enzyme masque worked on my face. And I sat crying in front of the TV...I think my eyes needed it. My heart definitely did.
    After the program ended, I ran rubbing alcohol over my face, put myself together, did the dishes and went to work with an hour's delay.

My hair has since dried and been combed. EVOO has made the ends greasy as usual, which calls for a braid. But for now, I'm just sitting here...processing.

One of my wisdom teeth has a pretty big hole in it - my father said that his did the same thing - so I imagine surgery is not far off. I can't afford it...I can't afford anything...so I've kinda stopped caring. One way or another, it has to happen.

This whole blogging thing seems terribly small minded. Talking about myself, my wants, my needs, my experiences...my hair, for God's sake. As if anyone else in the world gives a crap. I know it's superficial and self-serving and I hate that.
    Yes, I know that the entire point of the thing is for my own personal reference - I no longer keep a journal anywhere else and I suppose I need to keep perspective. But I also don't flatter myself enough to think that anyone who happens across this typo-ridden mess of fragmented thoughts and reads it will think, my God, how interesting! She really has something to say! Thus, I realize that the point of posting this jibberish here, as opposed to writing it down in private, is social networking...and discipline.

Has anyone else ever considered exactly why they blog? For reference? For fun? An experiment? Out of boredom? Out of arrogance? Or do they just do it with nary a thought to "why?"

Angel's mind is a busy, terrible place...