1 Non-Blonde
Mar. 25th, 2006 02:40 pmNew discovery: No matter what I do, there really is only so far blonde I will go without professional help. Two bottles of burn-the-shit-out-of-your-scalp platinum blonde bleach dye shit, left on my head for the full recommended 45 minutes, and what comes out? Strawberry blonde. I all of a sudden don't give two shits for what my birth certificate says; I am not a blonde in disguise. I am a redhead in disguise. I am a stealth redhead. Kind of like Alyson Hannigan in S1 Buffy.
Well, at least my hair's not boring. And 'stealth redhead' is a good term.
Right. First thing I need to do is finish my just-woke-up Net surf. (Still no word from Hollow City. Argh. What is the point of having a post saying, "Please address all character acceptance queries to me" when you are not an admin and therefore only have control of who gets posting access up to a certain point?) Then I have to go out grocery shopping for tonight's dinner. Then I have to sit down and work out how best to approach my Sim City Silent Hill. Apparently, Sims 2 mirrors the SC4 files, so North is still North but East is West. So I have to look at my printed out maps and go through everything backwards. It's gonna be complicated.
Anyhow, the hour groweth late and I'd best carpe what's left of the diem.
Well, at least my hair's not boring. And 'stealth redhead' is a good term.
Right. First thing I need to do is finish my just-woke-up Net surf. (Still no word from Hollow City. Argh. What is the point of having a post saying, "Please address all character acceptance queries to me" when you are not an admin and therefore only have control of who gets posting access up to a certain point?) Then I have to go out grocery shopping for tonight's dinner. Then I have to sit down and work out how best to approach my Sim City Silent Hill. Apparently, Sims 2 mirrors the SC4 files, so North is still North but East is West. So I have to look at my printed out maps and go through everything backwards. It's gonna be complicated.
Anyhow, the hour groweth late and I'd best carpe what's left of the diem.