Well, for better or for worse, this is the new haircolour. I don’t have all of the straightening preparations that the hairstylist used when he cut it, so it’s very fluffy, but when I get paid I’ll pick some up. It’s VERY different…but I think I like it. :) At least I can wear red, now – it clashes so badly with red hair.
This was a very good, very relaxing weekend, although I’m not looking forward to work on Monday. Back to the same situations, but hopefully more at peace now. This will be a tough time, but I think Phil and I will have the chance to get through this and be friends at the end. I hope so, anyway…he’s my favourite person, and I always have a lot of fun with him. He’s seen sides of me that no one else has (or ever will). I regret all of this so much…but we both made our choices.
Enough. I think I’m over the worst, had-to-post-in-the-blog-every-five-minutes stage (using it in lieu of someone to talk to, I suppose, since I’m so far away from everyone), and I can move on now. I’m tired of being so unhappy…life is definitely too short.
And Phil, if you still care to read this (even if it’s just to see if I’ve written about you)…thank you for playing hairstylist yesterday. That was VERY sweet. :)