May 8th, 2006

2013, cyd, new

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doc brought home a hair bleaching kit. he says it was on sale, so he got it. so i'm going to be a blonde. i can't take the scant amount of grey i have so blonde it is for a while. i think he's hoping i don't want to cut it. i told him the other day i was just not meant for long hair. i hate my peter brady haircut, no matter how cute he says it is. in fact, in spite of how cute he says it is. i don't like being cute. of course, i don't like being fat either. so blonde hair it is.

today i am going through all the AC adapters we have in the vain hope that we have one that fits my camera. i've taken about 30 pictures and downloaded them in 5 different groups and gone through three sets of AA batteries. and one set was duracell. i'm thinking the battery recharger at amazon may be worth it, though i'm pretty sure i can find one that isn't a canon brand that would be less expensive. a battery recharger is pretty much universal, right? right.
2013, cyd, new

i love my printer!

i just printed out some photos of my late papa that i found online. i printed them up for my nana. then i printed a photo of chloe i took ages ago and always wanted to frame.

once i got over the technophobia of this brand new thing, i figured out it was designed for dummies. too easy to use. i read how to hook it up and figured out the software myself. i'm so happy.
2013, cyd, new

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i came up with a mother's day gift for doc's mom. i printed out a picture of him and a picture of the wedding to send to her in her card. she has often asked for these things, this is the first chance i've had to get them to her. i love this little printer! i'll bet the replacement packs of ink and paper are expensive as hell, lucky i have little or nothing else to print. i can save it for times like today.

i'm debating taking a nap but i really need to stay up and do things. this sleeping all the time has got to go. tomorrow i see the old doctor, so i'll try to fix it then.
2013, cyd, new

you must have a uterus

commercials, you know i love them.

i bleached my eyebrows and now it looks as though i have none. secret confession: i was hoping the bleach would melt my hair so i could cut it off. all i can think about is having a hot head every summer for the rest of my life.

so why am i growing it? because i like it when it is long, kind of. and because doc likes it long and i cut it all off once on his birthday and i feel like i owe him a bit for that.

i will get and keep a decent haircut so i don't look like a damn hippie all the time, hair parted in the middle, uncontrollable waves and curls. ick. why am i doing this? it will all be worth it when i can have a pony tail that isn't just a novely and pathetic gathering of shortish hair into a bound stump of locks.
2013, cyd, new

vague

i start thinking about it and i can't stop and it becomes the only thing in my mind until i do it and i'm going nuts so i'm about to do it and i know i'll feel shame afterwards and have another scar, but one doesn't last long and the other is in good company.

ETA: i think about the mormon temples i have been in. the shame and hatred of doing baptisms for unwilling dead people. i think about taking the sacrement and what a joke it seemed like at an early age. all i could think about was how many teenaged boys touched the bread as they were breaking it and the delicateness of the little plastic cups of water were. these are the demons that come out when i hurt myself. i never noticed it until today, since i'm trying to take an analytical approach to what i am doing and why. i think of church, mormon church. flashbacks of meetings and classes and activities.