New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Friday, January 09, 2004

Apparently I spell TeVo WRONG. It's TiVo and my misspelling drives Gilly crazy. Tee hee. TEVO TEVO TEVO. I am feeling rather bratty.

It's 3 degrees outside. UGH. I got gill a swanky electronic thermometer which also tells you humidity and you can hook up six other sensors to it. Gill's got it set up and I keep getting updates on the hour to the degree. My husband is adorable.

Plus he still loves Mr. Wizard and I quote, "Mr. Wizard is by all accounts a good man plus his show never jumped the shark."

Anyway, so I got banged today. As in I got bangs. Bangs for the first time in over ten years. Okay so ten years ago my bangs were of the dorky post high school freshman in college persuasion. Never sprayed and teased mind you. In the latter years of HS I had bangs and well I was a bit tricky. Way before skunk chunks were made popular by the indie crowd I used to have a shock of white blonde in the front of my hair as inspired by Holly Golightly.

"Oh...is that natural?" people would say.

And I would respond solemnly, "Why yes of course."

When in reality natural meant me and a small plastic spatula of Joleen facial bleach. That hair was stripped of all pigment. In fact even after I stopped doing it the hair grew in pale for several years.

Anyway, I now have bangs. Why? Because it's cheaper than botox.

These bangs remind me of being a little girl. I used to have bangs growing up. Of course I also had hair the color of that "shock" naturally too. But these new bangs remind me of when I had bangs, lighter blonde hair and freckles across the bridge of my nose. I loved those freckles. That was when my Senior Aunt from Hell who wasn't the Senior Aunt from Hell at the time but the Aunt Who Didn't Like Kids but I would believe would someday would love me. Well, she would tell me, "Don't scrunch your nose up! You'll get permanent lines!" Which never happened and the love thing never happened either because I was never going to be the girl that was worthy of her love. But those were happy days and cute bangs and right before I became an ugly duckling and the space between my teeth filled in which my father would tell me, "Lauren Hutton is a famous model who has a space between her teeth and it's her trademark..." He of course was telling me that to build my self esteem and I believed him and yet my space is gone now as well as my pale blonde hair and my freckles and my need to be loved by an Aunt who doesn't even love herself.

I have to go and toss my hair now.

And given all the bangs in this update I'll throw in a "Lester" for good measure.

G'Night
posted by JustKeepMum on 11:59 PM