One More Grouchy Refugee
Fanfic and Whinge

date: 2016-06-29 19:16
subject: I'm back
security: Public
where:purgatory's foyer
mood swingbouncy bouncy
sound:the AC (it's 105ºF, the AC is def music)
tagsend of days, hair cut, still alive

Not that I was ever away, though I mean to be away soon, for a week. for my first vacation/me thing in ... five years? In honor of that shifting of the planetary axis I have done something. And by something, I mean I feel obligated to warn you all that the End of Days is at least one broken Seal closer. 

For the first time in twenty years I have had my hair cut. Yes, and in addition, my first ever perm. 

I may not be a new woman, but I am a happy one. 

Sadly, this did not result in me looking like Scarlett Johansson. Though that would have been a surprise since I didn't ask to look like her. (Also I could make two of her and have left overs.)  But it looks pretty damn good and is as close to what I wanted as I could have ever hoped considering my inarticulateness about hair. My preferences were: Cut it off and make it bouncy. I want my hair to lie; I am not a bouncy person.

I have been reliably informed by the wifey that I look fabulous. Also, new glasses, not sure if they're a pro or a con. They slide down my nose. .

But I do feel a little bad about bringing the end of the world one step nearer.

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