rosemary mint

I CHOPPED OFF MY HAIR. why didn't anybody ever tell me before that short hair is the best? i am so so so cool while sitting here and shaking my head back and forth while my hair goes swish to the killers CD that em just burned me. i love love love the way it makes me want to go to a rock concert and head-bang or whatever. oh god, is that what it's called? i forgot. cool. i still love my hair, so much that it almost got me into a car accident! love is a dangerous thing.

there are lots of good things about haircuts, and lots of bad things. but good things... you get to hear loud people obsessing about their hair and discussing their lives with a semi-stranger, their hairdresser. i mean, depending on if you sit there for just a trim or a cut and color, you really get to know the people sitting around you. during my little haircut i sat by these old(er) women, and then katie assef, but before her, these ladies were chatting and they were hysterical. one hands the other a magazine and says: "here. you get redbook, and ooh, it has tim mcgraw on the cover!" and the other exclaims: "can't beat that with a stick!" and i thought it was the cutest thing in the world, and am now using that phrase pretty much everywhere i go. oh yeah, did you know that steve martin writes books that are on the new york times bestseller list? that peter gallagher sings and has a record deal? that jane seymour has her own children's clothing line? woah. another fun thing about haircuts is that while sitting in a high spinny chair, you get all the gossipy fashion magazines that you can possibly drool over. but... since when are we supposed to be masters of EVERYTHING? hi i'm leah and i'm a writer, an actress, a rock star, a playwright, a doctor, an orthodontist, a lawyer, an artist, and a lunatic, ha! beat that.

some bad things, quickly: looking and feeling like a not quite feminine hairy beast when they pull hair in front of my face as i try to still carry on a normal conversation, staring at myself in the mirror for at least an hour while looking bald and not knowing what kind of face i should be making, the uncomfortable sinks that hurt my neck, the perfectly styled look that i can never replicate on my own. but overall, haircuts = fun!

all day today the sky threatened rain and finally it downpoured. i like that the sky has the ability to "threaten"... my neighbor used that verb. anyways, tomorrow i'm going to do lots. oh, speaking of... not really, i have a new necklace! i've worn the same one for the past 2 years and today i decided on a whim to replace it and only cried a little. ch-ch-ch-changes. a quote about self-addiction from a book by a guy just came to mind, which is ironic because i was thinking today while it was raining and i was driving about how much i felt like i owned rochester. it's mine, alllll mine!

okay, i have come to the conclusion that the only good click 5 song is the one they play on KROC. thank you! and goodnight!