Hair: Need to clarify but I might not get to this week. Both today and Sunday I did a WCC with an ACV rinse after washing, which I suppose is close enough. Maybe.

Do not get ACV rinse in your eyes if you can avoid it. Just trust me on this one.

Spray conditioner blend was the only leave-in; style du jour was a bun. For some reason that just reminded me that I forgot to pick up a bottle of serum today. D'oh!

Music: Well, I've been invited to join another band. One that seems to have sprung fully formed and armed from the forehead of the current band. It's supposedly much more rock & roll oriented. Could be fun.

No word on recording with my father just yet but it would be a total gas if it happened.

Etc.: Has anyone been to Michaels lately? They have a small selection of early fall items. The glittery crows are most certainly on my list this year.

The living room remodel is finished so tomorrow I'll have time for another manicure. Something 4th of July themed perhaps?


You Are the Backstroke



You can't help but see the world from a completely different point of view.
You like to innovate and break the rules. You like turning things upside down just for fun.

You are very observant and visual. You are always looking around to see what's going on.
You have many interesting theories and insights. You even surprise yourself with what you come up with.

What Swimming Stroke Are You?

Melusine: Thanx, hon.

Sakina: Thanx. I have no news on my cousin's condition but she went to Disneyland over the weekend so things must be improving.

Hair: WCC with an ACV rinse. That reminds me, I need more ACV.

Finally got a trim yesterday afternoon. Fresh ends are always great and the length is now back to 28.5".
    The curious thing was that I had to stave off the ever-so-slight temptation to hack it all off just above the shoulders and layer it a bit. I don't know what my obsession is with cutting my hair short during the summer but it's the very reason behind the decade-long process of growing back to waist length. Chalk it up to my impulsive nature?

Anyway, so far I'm ok with the new Nature Fusion S&C. The shampoo is heavy and takes some getting used to but the conditioner is fab. There seems to be a certain element, a certain je ne sais quoi, to Pantene that just works better with my hair than anything else and surely there are at least a few products in the new line that I can accept...so once again, I suppose I surrender.

What I've not been overly impressed with are the new end treatments. The serum absorbs completely into the ends of my hair, rendering almost no extra slip and the shine spray smells a bit too much like old cigarettes for comfort.

The coif d'été this year seems to be a plain ol' bun. Up, protected and out of the way. Rarely does my hair take on any other style.

Music: Tuesday night was my first practice with the "new" band, which is really just a variation of the old band. A different lead guitar player, a different keyboard player and a slightly grittier, tighter sound is what it amounts to.
    The boys seemed grateful to have me around and applauded me for showing up without my father.
    One song that we're working on has the potential to be a single. It's wordy but has a solid melody, in Lizard's typical fashion...certainly no worse than any of the crap that's on the radio now.

Tonight's jam with the regular band members was canceled as my father has to set up at the usual weekend bar to play with The Kings. Speaking of which, I still need to collaborate with a friend on getting their new logo together. Dad likes my concepts...now it's a matter of execution.

Etc.: Spent this morning scrubbing the tub and shower for all of the boogers/athlete's foot/assorted other nasties left behind by my charming roommmates. The scuffer in particular. It took forever - I don't think I'd ever perspired that much in my life, but it also meant not having to work out this morning.

No jam sesh tonight means that I'm free to spend the evening doing whatever I please. A fitting end to my half birthday. Nachos, anyone?


Dance, you dogs!

Curlgirl: That's a good one. My sister cleaning something. Love that girl to death, don't get me wrong, but she and I are polar opposites on the subject of tidiness. I've half considered posting a picture of her room purely for shock value.

Trisha: Thanks. There's no place like home.

Hair: Clarified today. I don't even remember when I did that last but it's good not to have anything in my hair. No leave-ins, no heavy conditioners, just clean. Now it's braided with a fresh, new hairtie.

Etc.: The carpeting in the house got a professional cleaning this morning so my hair isn't the only thing starting afresh. In awhile I'll be able to turn off the ceiling fan, vacuum and start putting things back down in my little room. And put something on my feet.

Well, it's been a week since my last interview so it's obviously a dead end. I'm so used to this by now that there's no surprise and little disappointment. That's just the way things are right now. Jobs are so scarce that even if someone does contact you for an interview, you should still plan on not getting the job and keep looking just as diligently as if nothing had happened. There is no room for things like hope or optimism - only action. Right now you can't even rely on your credentials because there are always hundreds, if not thousands, of other people applying for the same job who are just as qualified for it as you are. Like a tank full of hungry sharks. All you can do is keep hunting...your time will come.