The Soccer Mom Do
Hair: I again made the mistake to go to my other hair salon on Sunday because I was kinda pissed at my #1 salon because they made me wait 45 minutes and then I just left without any hairs cut. So I go to salon #2 since it’s also closer, I figure “how bad could it be?” Let’s just say that I was created by a screaming child and I walked out of the salon with a soccer mom do. I shall go back to salon #1 and let bygones by bygones.
School Assylum: So my mom is finally getting to our wedding annoucement and she asked what school Manly Man graduated from. I can never remember because he moved around to different schools so much because he was so picky about his darn edumication. He tells me the name of the school but asks if she could just not mention it in the annoucement because it was turned into a juvenille hall for sexual deviants. Ah, this may explain so much.
Camera: I need to get a new camera, eventually. This is a fact, or at least a fact considering the level I think I’ve reached I think my camera is holding me back. I discuss this with my father who is great at researching electronics and always knows where to find deals. Instead he decides to argue with me that I don’t need a new camera, my point-and-shoot is just fine and that maybe it’s actually how I take my pictures that is to blame for the quality. Sigh. Will I ever learn?
Ireland: I miss it so much, I know I talk about it all the time on twitter and such. I really do and I feel like I barely got a taste of it. So I’m hoping I can find some Ireland bloggers to live vicariously through, there must be a few.
Reviews: I still want to do a review on Slumdog Millionare but it’s weird, I don’t know what to say about it. It was just good, it’s hard to come down on a feel good movie. I’m losing my edge.