i'm trying to talk myself out of eating the chocolate in my desk. it's not even good chocolate. i should really just throw it away. if i'm going to break ranks and eat chocolate at 10 am it's going to be some dove dark. so i'm distracting myself with blogging. i got my hair cut last night. i'm actually trying to grow it out but it's doing that thing where i have a mullet for a month before the next trim. i'm trying to be patient. i haven't had long hair in ages, and it's been the same cut since 2000 so i think it's time for a change.
my hair is the tiniest bit curly. curly enough that at chin length, like it is now, i have ringlets down the side of my face. a deranged shirley temple or a male hasidic jew, you choose. i bought a straightener last week at target (D, that's the thing i wanted to tell you about!) and i tried it out this morning. it's not exactly straight, but it's more of a veronica lake now. it'll have to do until i find the right mix of products, machines, and techniques. it's going to be a long summer.
i can't help thinking, harping on old issues, if i'm losing weight and growing my hair will my boyfriend think he's getting a raw deal?