Okay...making this quick since I am headed out to dinner with the 'rents soon and mom is all "STRAIGHTEN YOUR BANGS!!!" (Lo-fact: I have long golden blonde hair but I HATE doing it and my mom is forever wanting to play with it and I am "no-touchie!" so naturally we fight about it a bit.)

Anyhoo, had lunch with my grandma Joan on Ray's side today. That was nice but she is not a big fan of middle eastern/Lebanese food as it turns out. Her reactions were almost funny.

After the food we went and looked at shoes at a local shoe store where HEY! shoes actually are made to be comfortable and then adjusted if they are not. Good stuff. I found a great pair of flats that work for my funky feet.
I had the option of getting my hair done but decided I didn't want to sit in a chair for an hour being fussed over, unable to see, making awkward chitchat conversation and being bored out of my brains.

I still do want a chop though. At least two or three inches is coming off my mane. It is really the least I can do for myself. And you know if I one day decide I'd rather look like a butch than deal with hair then you know whatever. Looks are farking overrated sooo god damn much. But no worries, the butch look won't happen any time soon. I am not feeling that extreme.

Mom and I got massages. It was nice but personally I still prefer Ben's hands. I mean I feel like a tub of blub but...my back is way too uncomfortable ticklish under the hands of someone I don't know. I have techniques I want to try now though and understand why others work. Yeah...my mind really never stops going.

But I need to get going like NOW!
Off to get food and waft among books and music at Borders and shiz.
Oooooh yeah.
Peace.
~Lo

The Last Day of Your Favorite Annoying Teen

(I'll change it tonight, okay?!)