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I <3 my cat TB. She rules.

I miss my saucy, red-headed roomie!

I am delicious.

I = recording engineer, most days.

I don't hate any kind of music. At all. Ever. No, seriously.

The goal of my blog: hopefully entertain you for about 2 minutes, maybe more, before you realize you have much better things to be doing (like reading someone else's blog!)

No, but seriously folks. I hope you and I can have a little heart to heart time on a regular basis, and if you need a friend I hope you come to my blog for comfort...

I like sarcasm, too. Sometimes. Don't judge me.


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Today I worked, went to the grocery store, went to BWR’s with Josh for some beers, cooked dinner and watched a movie with my family.  Mom picked up my new battery from the Apple store so now my laptop doesn’t have to be plugged in to work!  Yay!  I talked to Roni about our plans for this next week, which just HAPPEN to include disco roller skating!!!!  Yes-be jealous!

I’ve also decided I want to dye my hair.  Darker.  Oh yeah.  I’ve never gone darker and for once I’m not letting the guy I’m dating dictate how I look.  Because I’m not dating a guy!  For once!  For over the last year I’ve been with someone and it’s nice to think about what I want for myself, not what someone else wants for me.  I knew the last guy liked long hair, so I stopped cutting mine.  I knew he liked when girls did their nails and their make up so I put forth extra effort to do those things.  I’m tired of it.  I’m tired of trying to be perfect for someone else.  It’s not easy and it only adds to my stress.

I think when I’m ready to date again, maybe I’ll go for someone who’s not broken.  Someone who’s capable of letting me in.  I’ll find someone about my age who’s not a douche, who cares about more than just himself, and is capable of letting me in.

Next paycheck, I’m dying my hair.  Maybe next Friday, before I go on vacation.  That’d be pretty fun.  Dark colors.  With some auburns/coppers.  Screw going blonde.  Hell yes.

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