index | archives | notes Friday, Jan. 18, 2008 10:21 a.m. << [ Friday's Children ] >> I cut my hair again, two inches shorter, from my collarbone to my jaw. The long answer is, I work in a pool and I dye my hair so it's damaged and needed to breathe. The short answer is, I hate myself. He said we'd have to reschedule to get my stuff back; in the background I heard yelling. Why would it be that easy to get my stuff back? What kind of sense would that make? Today is Friday, and I love working today. Friday's children, loving and giving. My children. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org