Yeah, not that often for me either.
But for some reason you feel obligated to touch up a few spots here... and there... because after all you have prebudgeted hair time that needs to be used up... and pretty soon your head looks like the bad end of a donkey.
That would be me today - walking around academia as the poster child for 'can't leave well enough alone'.
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Yeah, but I bet you at least remembered to put on deodarant! Unlike some of us.......
Guess Who?
Nope- never has nor ever will happen on this super-curly head :-(
Damn that June can't even remember deodarant! The rare times that I have woken up with almost perfect hair and went with it, by the time I got to work I took looked like the end of a donkey - don't let it fool you again!
There was so much to catch up with here! I couldn't even get in on the competition:(
I don't know why Spaces doesn't give me many problems and gives you all sorts of them. heavy sigh
hope this week is going great, g
I don't know my wife does. but I hear lots of water running, cursing and her blow dryer. But always looks good. and if not?? She has hats. But she works from home so, ehh!!
Your post about pillowcases about did me in!! I got sooooo sleepy!! Stop that!! lol!
Hope you are having a Great week!
Hi Jane, good to see ya around the ole hood! Yea the rash looks pretty nasty. I guess that happens when you take in the buns too often! Poor guy. Over taxed I suppose. BTW is that your Youtah license photo?
j
So.. did you find some more sheets with 4 pillowcases?? And did you tear open every set looking??LOL
And there are some days I wanna pull a britney...and shave it all off!!
Jane I hope you have a better hair day today and June, for the love of God put on some deodorant!
I have cow-licks . . . wait, I should have said, "Hi, my name is SDM, and I have cow-licks." OK . . . so I have these dreaded things and I also have the Whispies. For those of you who are not cursed with the Whispies, they are fine, tiny hairs that grow along my hair line. They seemingly serve no purpose but to insure that I can never wear bangs, pull off the slicked back look, maintain any credibility with a bun, or achieve any fashionable "do" ever. So, yeah, on the few mornings that I manage to wake-up with amazing hair, I manage to un"do" it all simply by brushing the tangles out. Maybe that's why I liked the late 80's early 90's. With enough hair spray and gel, I could make the Whispies stand up and hold the giant hairwave that I toted around on my forehead up. As for now, the Whispies and I have reached a stalemate agreement whereby I refuse to acknowledge their presence and they only occasionally Whisp themselves into my line of vision while respectable people are talking to me about grown-up matters.
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