things you really didn't need to know

[kleenexwoman]

My sweater smells like spoiled milk. And I just cut my bangs, and they look terrible. My hair is growing out, but I really don't want to spend any money on a haircut. I'll have to wet down and fiddle with scissors until I am pretty again.

Icon because I haven't been sleeping very well. I stay up late, and then I just get to the point where it would be pointless to try to go to sleep because I have to get up in an hour anyway.

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[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

*waves fingers in a hypnotist-ish manner* Sleep . . . sleeeeep . . . eventually.

Next time you're in town, I'll give you a trim. Then you do one for me. I'm feeling cheap too and I screwed up a few weeks ago when I hacked off my year-long mane. It's good, but could be better.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Next time I'm in town, I'm calling my Aunt Jane for a professional 'do and possibly lunch. I could shave your head, though.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

I've been shorn twice. It ain't much fun. You wind up with either the LEx Luthor or Curly Howard look. When you've got a full head o' hair, best to let it do its magic. This is why combovers are so pathetic.

[sir-dave.livejournal.com]

My sweater smells like spoiled milk.

That used to be standard for the Math undergraduates when I was at university.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Great! Maybe I can fit in with the hard science kids now.

[sir-dave.livejournal.com]

I am an ex-hard science kid. I'm still hard (in the head) and still science (in capability), but I am very much an ex-kid.

Which brings us to a matter of definition:

What's the difference between a was-kid and a hasn't-been?

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

I'm a coulda-been-but-wasn't, myself. Someday I intend to get a second degree in neurology. I still consider myself a kid, though.