I am pretty vain about my hair (which is not much of a secret.. it is pretty awesome). I also have been dying my hair for the past 7+ years (also not much of a secret) because it has one defect.. it's not really an attractive color. I used to be blonde and then as I went through puberty, it started to get darker. It decided to stop changing color in that "dishwater blonde" or "ash brown" stage. Both awful names for the complete boring, awful color that is my natural hair.
Anyway, recently I has decided that I was sick of dying my hair all the time so I decided to try to let my hair grow out. The color transition wasn't horrendous as far as I could tell and so I haven't dyed my hair in about 6 months (not counting my black stripes). People in the past week have been commenting how light my hair was getting.. and then I saw pictures from a few nights ago. AWFUL! My old faded colors had turned brassy and gross!! (Btw, thank you everyone in my life who sees me on a regular basis and never thought to tell me)
So, I stopped by the store today and bought a semi permanent color (just to give it a splash) that matched my roots. Well, my hair looks shiny and healthy again and that I am happy about. The part that I am sad about is that hair color out of a box with the name "Ash Brown" is still prettier than my natural hair color..
So sad... it looks like I'll be dying my hair until I go grey.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Virgil, blogs, and bad movies
So I started reading a blog by Johnny Virgil awhile back called 15 Minute Lunch. (It's actually what kinda got me into doing this) He has a similar sense of humor and outlook on life that I hold, so I find him very entertaining. He also has a quote on his page: "Want some advice? Don't love the ocean too much. It doesn't love you back". Well, I always kinda enjoyed it and last night I discovered why. It's a quote from the CLASSIC film.... MEGA SHARK VS GIANT OCTOPUS!!
This movie is awful, which is why it is so wonderful. I feel a bond with Mr. Virgil now... a mutual love of really bad syfy movies.
This movie is awful, which is why it is so wonderful. I feel a bond with Mr. Virgil now... a mutual love of really bad syfy movies.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Is this conversation happening?
Customer: Excuse me?
Me: Yes?
Customer: Do you have any new ones? (referring to a perfect condition, lime green rug)
Me: Um.. let me check.
(after I check)
No. That's the last one.
Customer: Oh...
Me: Is there something wrong with it?
Customer: It was on the floor.
Me: ...
Customer stares at me.
Me: ...well... it looks like its fine.. and it is a rug, which usually goes on the floor anyway, so I think you'll be okay.
Customer: ...
Me: Sorry.
And I walked away.
I saw her later still holding it, I'm pretty sure she still bought it (despite it's floor touching defect)
Me: Yes?
Customer: Do you have any new ones? (referring to a perfect condition, lime green rug)
Me: Um.. let me check.
(after I check)
No. That's the last one.
Customer: Oh...
Me: Is there something wrong with it?
Customer: It was on the floor.
Me: ...
Customer stares at me.
Me: ...well... it looks like its fine.. and it is a rug, which usually goes on the floor anyway, so I think you'll be okay.
Customer: ...
Me: Sorry.
And I walked away.
I saw her later still holding it, I'm pretty sure she still bought it (despite it's floor touching defect)
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Non romantic holding of the hands
Recently I went out with some new friends. The bar is not important. What is important was when I arrived, one of the girls was really excited that I came out and gave me a big hug. Okay, fine. I didn't realize we were that good of friends but I'll take it.
Let me just pause to say that I am a very touchy-feely person.. in the right situation. Especially with a significant other I like to hold hands, cuddle, whatever. I really do enjoy the small physical contact with someone I care about. And when it comes to friends, I will give my good friends big hugs and maybe a kiss on the cheek if I'm drunk. But that's kind of it. Ok, back to the story...
So our little group decided to move to a booth across the room, at which point said girl who gave me a big hug grabbed my hand and led me, and others, over to the booth.
So. Awkward.
I have never ever been a "hold hands with your girl friend's" type of girl. It makes me feel all weird and I have to resist my immediate reaction to yank my hand away. I truly don't understand it. I love my friends, they know I love them. I have no desire to hold hands with them. If anyone has some insight on what the appeal to holding your best friend's hand is.. I would love to know. Because it's one of the many things that my own gender participates in and yet, I cannot relate to in any way.
Let me also point out that I have tried. I have tried to be that girl who goes along with it, but it's truly an uncomfortable situation for me. It makes me very squeamish and, even with my solid efforts, I have never succeeded in holding a friends hand for more than maybe a minute or so.
If you wanted to get into the shrinky stuff, you could say that this is a telling sign of greater reasons for why I have never had that many close girl friends. I tend to get along better with guys... but that's a whole other story.
In other news, it is almost the end of another year. 2010 has come and gone. For me, it's been a wild ride. A lot has happened, and not happened. I have met a lot of new and wonderful people just as some friends have fallen to the way side. It was, in the end, a good year. I have no feelings regarding 2011 but if it goes anything like 2010 (maybe just a teeny bit better) then I'll have nothing to complain about.
A few things to look forward to in 2011:
- Officially entering my mid-twenties
- (Starting out) single and ready to mingle
- A really fun gig in Jan
- My brother FINALLY coming to visit me in LA (it only took 4 years!)
- Another year to be awesome with my friends and family
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Let me just pause to say that I am a very touchy-feely person.. in the right situation. Especially with a significant other I like to hold hands, cuddle, whatever. I really do enjoy the small physical contact with someone I care about. And when it comes to friends, I will give my good friends big hugs and maybe a kiss on the cheek if I'm drunk. But that's kind of it. Ok, back to the story...
So our little group decided to move to a booth across the room, at which point said girl who gave me a big hug grabbed my hand and led me, and others, over to the booth.
So. Awkward.
I have never ever been a "hold hands with your girl friend's" type of girl. It makes me feel all weird and I have to resist my immediate reaction to yank my hand away. I truly don't understand it. I love my friends, they know I love them. I have no desire to hold hands with them. If anyone has some insight on what the appeal to holding your best friend's hand is.. I would love to know. Because it's one of the many things that my own gender participates in and yet, I cannot relate to in any way.
Let me also point out that I have tried. I have tried to be that girl who goes along with it, but it's truly an uncomfortable situation for me. It makes me very squeamish and, even with my solid efforts, I have never succeeded in holding a friends hand for more than maybe a minute or so.
If you wanted to get into the shrinky stuff, you could say that this is a telling sign of greater reasons for why I have never had that many close girl friends. I tend to get along better with guys... but that's a whole other story.
In other news, it is almost the end of another year. 2010 has come and gone. For me, it's been a wild ride. A lot has happened, and not happened. I have met a lot of new and wonderful people just as some friends have fallen to the way side. It was, in the end, a good year. I have no feelings regarding 2011 but if it goes anything like 2010 (maybe just a teeny bit better) then I'll have nothing to complain about.
A few things to look forward to in 2011:
- Officially entering my mid-twenties
- (Starting out) single and ready to mingle
- A really fun gig in Jan
- My brother FINALLY coming to visit me in LA (it only took 4 years!)
- Another year to be awesome with my friends and family
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Happy Holidays
Please examine the following image:

One of these three items is different than the other... I'll give you a hint: two of them say "online only!". These are an image from the Urban Outfitters website. As most know, I work at UO. Especially with the recent holidays, we got an increase of this really annoying situation... people like to call our store and see if we have an item in stock. After wasting my time for anywhere from 5-15 minutes, they like to throw out a "well it says online only but I thought I'd check". What the hell?! I don't know how else to interrupt online only but it pretty much means what it says!
The even better option is when I cant find the item and so I get the number and look it up on the computer myself. Then I get to get on the phone and explain, "It's actually an online only item which means we don't carry it in stores"
There are many variations to this situation, but in the end... it's online only and it is NOT IN STORES. Please don't be stupid. If it says online only, that's pretty much what it means. If you still can't understand that concept, you should not be shopping on the internet. Clearly, you need to just walk into a store so you can see what is and isn't actually available.
On a happier note, I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday! Another year is right around the corner and I, personally, cannot wait!
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Ugh, morning
It's a foggy early morning. I went to bed at a decent hour and therefore awoke at 6:30 this morning without the need for an alarm clock. Not a bad thing because I need to go run before I head off to work at noon, but it is a bad thing in the sense that I was forced to face both the roommates when I woke up.
Not that I don't love both my roommates, they are awesome people. But I am NOT a morning person. People say that all the time but I think most of them are lying. If you can wake up and function normally, then you handle mornings fine.
I do not function normally when I wake up. It doesn't matter if I slept 10 hours and feel like I'm on clouds, do not try to hold a conversation with me with in the first two hours of my departure from dream land. I don't want to talk and I don't want to have to listen. I just want to eat my breakfast, check emails, and whatever the else I feel like doing in peace. I come off as grumpy because if you try to say good morning to me, I will probably just grumble something back (reference back to "I don't want to talk"). Don't ask me if anything is wrong unless you are attempting to annoying me. And to those people who ARE morning people and very chipper... best that you just don't come around me. I think it's unnatural for anyone to be that happy first thing in the morning.
The only time it is acceptable to speak to me within the first 1-2 hours is for informative purposes... and even then, keep it short and brief and then leave me alone.
Side note: cuddling with a current beau is always acceptable.
Not that I don't love both my roommates, they are awesome people. But I am NOT a morning person. People say that all the time but I think most of them are lying. If you can wake up and function normally, then you handle mornings fine.
I do not function normally when I wake up. It doesn't matter if I slept 10 hours and feel like I'm on clouds, do not try to hold a conversation with me with in the first two hours of my departure from dream land. I don't want to talk and I don't want to have to listen. I just want to eat my breakfast, check emails, and whatever the else I feel like doing in peace. I come off as grumpy because if you try to say good morning to me, I will probably just grumble something back (reference back to "I don't want to talk"). Don't ask me if anything is wrong unless you are attempting to annoying me. And to those people who ARE morning people and very chipper... best that you just don't come around me. I think it's unnatural for anyone to be that happy first thing in the morning.
The only time it is acceptable to speak to me within the first 1-2 hours is for informative purposes... and even then, keep it short and brief and then leave me alone.
Side note: cuddling with a current beau is always acceptable.
Monday, December 13, 2010
"Do Polish women like a brother?"
Today was a fun filled day of Christmas shopping with no success. Still, a beautiful day in LA to be out and about. I was leaving my last stop for the day when a guy coming the other way stops me and asks what my ethnicity is..
"Um.. white. I'm polish and german."
"Wow.. you know.. I just saw you walking my way and I.. ya. So, I have to ask you something.. do polish women like a brother?"
I laughed.
"This is a serious question. I need to know!"
"Uhh, I like all men.."
The conversation then continued awkwardly for another minute or so until he realized there was no way I was going to give my phone number out to a stranger. Mostly because I told him that I don't give my phone number out to strangers.
As a side note, I definitely like black men and all other ethnicities. A sexy man is a sexy man. I don't, however, approve of a grown man wearing a matching terry cloth track suit.
"Um.. white. I'm polish and german."
"Wow.. you know.. I just saw you walking my way and I.. ya. So, I have to ask you something.. do polish women like a brother?"
I laughed.
"This is a serious question. I need to know!"
"Uhh, I like all men.."
The conversation then continued awkwardly for another minute or so until he realized there was no way I was going to give my phone number out to a stranger. Mostly because I told him that I don't give my phone number out to strangers.
As a side note, I definitely like black men and all other ethnicities. A sexy man is a sexy man. I don't, however, approve of a grown man wearing a matching terry cloth track suit.
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