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Of course they don't.  I'm sure that your suppression of snarky comments takes up a lot of energy.  
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Too bad I can't send you mine.  I haven't had a break out in quite a while and I have an almost full bottle of Nicomide on the brink of expiration.

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Girl, you have no idea.

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Bummer. Though at the moment, I'm trying to keep pills and supplements to a minimum. I have an extremely severe case, so it might not work for me anyway.

Drear: Dogs are nuts, as anyone who has owned one (or several) would tell you. I like them, but I'm way more of a cat person.

Hair: Another CWC. Got to break in the new Suave Tropical Coconut conditioner today. It smells great, and I really must say that Suave has improved their conditioners. They all have a much richer consistency now.
    Only one or two more days left with the Nature Fusion conditioner, thank goodness, before I am rid of its evil nastiness forever. Well ok, it's not that bad, but it's far from great.

Leave-in's were spray conditioner blend and just a touch of serum. That seems to work best. Speaking of spray conditioner blends, this morning, I was able to combine all of the spray conditioners that I had in one bottle (a Pantene bottle, of course) to cut down on clutter. I'm getting rid of everything that I don't need bottle by bottle. Soon I may have it down to a science.

Thought For The Day: Mmmm, Ian McCulloch...

Hair: Yesterday, I did a proper WTC and used up the last of my Nature Fusion conditioner. Yay! I probably could have stretched it out to 2 more days, but if I didn't like it and already had a different conditioner waiting, why bother?

Today was a CWC. I finally got to break out my Ice Shine conditioner again. Leave-in's were the spray conditioner blend and a bit of serum. Style was something of an issue today. Inspired by the crazy hair of one of my "celebrity crushes," I decided to attempt a crazy 'do of my own...just for laughs. And laugh I did. After much dividing, twisting, pinning and agonizing, and after at least 2 failed attempts, I became quite frustrated, which cracked my sister up as she watched me.
   Eventually, I made a flipped ponytail, divided the tail in two, twisted each section and pinned them randomly at the back of my head with the ends fanning out. It wasn't nearly as crazy as I was aiming for, but I was done fighting with my hair at that point.

Music: Once again, the boys had a bit of a falling out when I didn't make it to Wednesday's practice. My father told me on Thursday that the band may be breaking up.
   Lizard still seems determined to do the show on the 22nd and has called for 2 rehearsals next week. I can't help but think that he'll need more time than we have to practice to prevent him from forgetting the words onstage. I also wonder how we're all supposed to practice together more often if the band really is breaking up. Perhaps Lizard has a different interpretation of whatever went down Wednesday night. I don't know how to react to any of it, so I'm just going with the flow as usual. I refuse to get caught up in the stereotypical band drama.

Aside from that, I think I may finally have exhausted my Lady Gaga CD for awhile, though I admit it's good for warming up the ol' pipes. But...perhaps it's time to listen to something else for awhile.
   My biggest musical jones right now is on Echo & the Bunnymen. I'd love to get my hands on all of the 2004 remasters.

Etc.: My skin is slowly recovering...I guess. The explosion of last week's blemishes has faded enough to where I look almost normal again, which isn't clear by a long shot, but better at least. This morning, I exfoliated and was able to wear makeup for the first time in weeks. At first, I had intended to keep it very simple...but this is me we're talking about...and in the end, I had on enough glittery purple eye makeup to make Prince proud. Between that and my "crazy" hair, I felt hopelessly teenaged so of course I had to go to the mall. Gah. I'll dedicate tomorrow to more mature style choices.

Speaking of style, I've had to get rid of my Lip Service fishnet top. It didn't fit well to begin with and shrank with every washing until I could no longer wear it, which actually doesn't bother me much. How many 30-year-olds are still wearing fishnet tops anyway? Tights, yes...tops, not so much.
   That got me thinking about just how much juvenile junk I have lying around that I never even wear and that I should probably get rid of at least some of it. There's more to being a 24 hour rock star than black vinyl and cheap metal hardware.

Alright, I'm rambling now, so it's probably close to bedtime for me.
Ooh, Roxy Music just came on my AOL Radio player. Perfect to end the day with. God, I'm grateful to have been born during one of music's greatest decades.

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Yes it would.

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Thanx. And it depends on the occasion for me. During the day, I tend to stick with one or two eyeshadows, sometimes more at night. Onstage, the crazier, the better.

Sakina & LD: To each their own. The problem is that I've seen far too many people trying to dress like someone half their age, which looks completely pathetic and screams "arrested case of development!" whether you have the figure or not. Just because you can do something doesn't mean you should.
   Of course, I have nothing against fishnet - it's been a gothic staple for decades. But there's a fine line between wearing it tastefully and looking like an angsty high school cliché.

Hair: Clarified, and boy did I need it. Yesterday I went through the full routine of slathering on sunblock, powder and makeup - all of which ended up in my hair which meant that an updo was mandatory, so I figured I'd attempt something crazy one last time. To my surprise, the random twisting and pinning worked and I actually ventured out in public that way. Even then, I couldn't escape the notion of that particular style being too young for me. Perhaps if I'd worn it with something besides jeans and a t-shirt...
   When I took my hair down later that evening, it was a kinked, frizzy mess, which probably could have looked chic if I rocked it just right. But I wasn't about to attempt a second experimental hairstyle that day, and just pinned it up in a bun until bedtime.

Thus, a timely clarifying this morning. My only leave-in was the spray conditioner blend, and the style is a single braid. Very basic.

Music: The band does indeed seem to be non-existent or on another indefinite hiatus, which is actually fine with me. Make no mistake, those boys are like family to me and I love them dearly, but the music that we've made has never inspired me. I think the time has come to take the next step in getting closer to where I want to be musically.

Dates for the full US leg of the Bunnymen tour will be released tomorrow, so I'm chomping at the bit. I wasn't able to get close seats for the LA show, so I passed. My hope is that they'll play someplace closer to my neck of the woods and I'll be able to snap up decent tickets in due time. *crosses fingers*

Etc.: My sister, her bf and their dog are in the process of moving out. With my parents' help, they've been taking things up to their new place all day, so I've been home with the pup. Though I did escape for a few minutes to go to the fabric store just to see what they had. I need good scraps for the headbands that I plan to decorate.

Last night I finally resumed my nocturnal walks. Only a short stretch of the neighborhood, but enough to get the blood moving again. It must be about a mile because I can finish it in 15-20 minutes.

So tomorrow's the big event for the Haunted Mansion's 40th anniversary at Disneyland. Not only do I have to work, I couldn't afford to participate in any of the festivities. *sigh*
   But my buddy T is going and has vowed to bring me a souvenir when he comes to town on Wednesday.

Lately I've been having serious creative frustrations. I have an overwhelming desire to start writing again but am at a loss for inspiration, as has been the case for years. I'd love to try my hand at writing songs. The problem is I'm crap at it. At least, I'm no melodist. I can arrange and flesh out an existing melody, but can't create them to save my life. I just don't have the knack. Even words don't come to me like they used to. Oy.

Anyway, my baked potatoes are done. Ciao!