silveryscrape (silveryscrape) wrote,

Spamming, because I have to get my hair cut today and I hate that. It's never like when my mom did it on the kitchen counter. She'd wash our hair in the sink first, and there was no better feeling in the world, laying with your face upturned to the faucet, warm water and the feeling of mom rubbing your head... then she'd sit us on the counter, me and my sister, and wrap towels around our shoulders, and snip away. Or maybe I'm making that up. My sister's the memory-keeper in our family, and I never remember anything. I do recall some unfortunate haircuts, though. I spent the fourth grade with my bangs a little uneven line of stubble, butt up against my hairline. Come to think of it, that might have been my fault. I had a love of scissors, growing up.

But yeah, I'm going to be in some of Florida Hospital's publicity photos, apparently, representing the clean upstanding folk of our unit. My manager asked me if I would, I think because she likes my teeth. Anyway, Monday they'll slather me and a few others with makeup and then take some pictures, and I figured this ratty old mop just won't do. I'm so vain.

This is the letter I have written to my downstairs neighbor:

You are driving me fricking INSANE playing the same two second clip of that woman hooting 9,000 times while you try to figure out whether she would sound better in waltz time or with a funky bass line. SHE WOULDN'T. NOTHING CAN HELP HER.

Seriously, can't you use headphones or practice out in the living room or something? I have to get up for work at 4:30 in the morning, and listening to this for hours every night is making me want to rip all the hair off my head.



I won't give it to him. Not even without "fricking," which may be the one word that sends the note right over the top. But it made me feel better to write it, and anyway, I think he finished his assignment, because I've heard no hooting the last few nights. I feel certain he will be getting an F-- on this one, for sure.

What're everyone's plans for Challenge? I'm visiting my family in Milwaukee for a few days first, then heading over to camp out with withdiamonds and bellaphena, I assume, unless they are sick of me. Do we know the hotel yet? My credit card is itching.
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