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Hey, guys.

This is probably a silly thing to post about, but bear with me or feel free to scroll on by or just IGNORE ALL THE THINGS, but I need to spew a few thoughts before I get back to your regularly scheduled fluffy porn with no substance whatsoever. And maybe a haircut.

PSA or something )
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posted by [personal profile] recrudescence at 10:41pm on 12/04/2011 under , ,
Why do I always forget that dyeing my hair always makes me feel awesome?

...God, my hair looks awesome.

Okay, I'm not actually writing right now, but I'm done with one reversebang and nearly done with the other and I just need a break before I decide to scrap every single word and start from scratch.

YVI. CHILLAX. THE WORLD WILL KEEP TURNING. THERE STILL WILL BE RAIN ON THAT PLAIN DOWN IN SPAIN.

Think I might do some musicspam soon. Angry female artists sounds good.

Whatever. Hair!

Mood:: 'determined' determined
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posted by [personal profile] recrudescence at 01:41am on 12/09/2007 under ,
So I don't know what's going on with this post-Labor Day, back-to-school time of year lugubriousness that's taken over everyone, but damn, things are looking despondent.

...anyway, I don't feel lousy anymore, so I hope everyone else similarly afflicted recovers apace.

Granted, almost as soon as my headache went away last night, the power went out. I'd had just enough time to get dye on my hair and plunk down to read while it set. And it was all kind of freaky because this happened a few minutes before midnight and I wound up having to rinse out the dye in the dark, and there's just something really stygian about blood-red water going down the drain while you're trying really hard not to think about those Bloody Mary sleepover stories everyone told in, like, fifth grade that still manage to unnerve you every now and then.

Then the power came back on and I went to bed. Like I should be doing now, really, instead of poking my last GHL fic. Deadline's the fifteenth and I do believe I'll have all four of my contributions in on time. Then I get to convulse in despair over [livejournal.com profile] house_bigbang. Sweet.
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I'm trying to study for the GREs and not doing very well. Granted, I'm not feeling as lousy as I was these past couple days, but I'm still ridiculously tired in spite of having napped most of the day, and I keep procrastinating by doing stupid things like drawing whales in the margins of my notebook.

Yeah, I don't even know. Algebra and I have never gotten along.

Maybe I'll procrastinate a little more and dye my hair. Or cut it. Or both. I learned a new word the other day: autotonsorialist. Which is a person who cuts his or her own hair. So...by messing around with my hair, I'm technically studying for the verbal secion of the test.

Anyway, a few weeks ago, I gave myself some short blunt bangs and consequently a Christopher-Robin-joins-the-Mod-Squad look, but it's grown out enough for me to be bored with it. And there's a box of red dye by the sink and I haven't been a redhead in over a year and algebra is stamping its feet and yowling about how I never put any effort into our relationship, so maybe we should take a break and try again later. That's the plan.

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