*dither, dither, dither, dither*--To dye my hair, or not to dye my hair? I know that folks don't really notice the difference, I know that I don't maintain the roots properly, I know that the process is damaging and that if I ever want to grow the hair all out to cut off to exchange in a wig exchange, I shouldn't do it.
But I'm *addicted.* Yes, that's right, to staining the sink and my hands and smearing green goo all over my head. Plus I love the texturizing effects. My stupid fine hair....
I've decided on a Halloween costume, which is a relief. Mr. Slattern was awake with jetlag at, I dunno, sometime in the middle of the night, and so I was, too, and the idea (for which Mr. Slattern should receive due credit) still seems like a good one this morning. Bunnicula! Bunny ears and fangs! Both slacker fun and childish fun, yay!
Who saw the debates last night? I'm sorry, but GW? Who would vote for a man who places the buggy before the horse?
