Jeff Buckley - Lover, You Should’ve Come Over
this song.
I need to give up and just move to England
I just replied to imnotthatkindofgirl and added xx on the end of my message. This is not an American thing to do. People in America don’t know what you’re talking about, you dork.
Lucky for me, Kristen’s pretty keen on UK culture and probably knew I was just sending her love.
It’s my favorite thing I picked up from the Brits, but I forget it’s a Brit thing and people always look at me funny.
Of course I got it by mistake
Chubby girls like me don’t intentionally buy fat free anything.
Operation “Tame Yer Head” is underway.
Here’s the thing. I’ve got great hair. It’s really long, quite curly, and a great color (thanks to Garnier Nutrisse). The problem is that I have no idea whatsoever to do with it. After I shower, I usually toss in some leave in conditioner and FrizzEase and let it figure itself out. It usually works. It’s in a ponytail a lot, though.
I’ve decided since I’m a grown ass adult now I should probably figure out how to style my stupid hair, and the 12 year old hairdryer and partially melted diffuser I’ve used twice in 5 years probably wouldn’t cut it. So I’ve upgraded!
These are my exciting new toys. That top thing is a “you style” flat iron/curling thing. It came with an instructional DVD! I was excited to have some help in my maiden styling voyage, maybe I wouldn’t have to totally wing it. Fucking thing is a glorified commercial and is 30 seconds long. No help, Conair, none at all.
Anyway, I intend on spending all evening trying to figure out how all this works and tame my locks. Wish me luck.
I am very grateful
For having the sorts of friends that I can call up at the end of a very bad day, and who understand when I say, we can talk about snails for all I care, I just need to hear a friendly voice. Friends like that are the best.
