My hair is once again marvelous, thanks to Miss Megan, master colorist. She shelved me, she foiled me and then she chopped and sliced me. My hair is sleek and my roots are dazzling. She even flipped me at the end. The new glamorous do makes me want to dress better. Makes me want to go shoe shopping or something.
Tell me that there is any reason to wear any kind of sock that is not a striped one. I really have an urge to dispose of all my non-striped socks and only wear the stripey kind.
Tell me why people get so frantic and grabby at library book sales. I was at one yesterday, and you would've thought there were gold pieces strewn on the musty tables. I mean, does anyone even READ anymore? Why the interest in BOOKS? I got an Anais Nin, The Lovely Bones, and an A.M.Homes, and a few oddities for Flame. He likes obscure and difficult French things and also anything from Grove Press, as a rule. I sniff out Grove Spines like a pig digging for truffles. I like the naughty Groves, he likes the obscure and difficult Groves. German dramas and Philosophies for him, Mona, a Tale of Birch and Bed for me.
Oh! I love the internet.
9:48 a.m. - 2003-10-17
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