So I seem to have been away longer than originally intended.
Things have gone sort of out-of-control lately. This has been one of those dumb summers
idolized by 80s movies where everything goes tits up and the protagonist experiences some
painfully quick emotional growth and learns poignant life lessons. It's not even over yet --
I guess that's good, as it means it's salvageable -- but I'm anxious to see the end. For
what it's worth, John Hughes would have bent over backwards for the screenplay to my recent
life 30 years ago. Not even gonna lie -- I'd sell it.
I've been living in t-shirts and shorts (but still heels, I promise) and generally not
putting as much effort into my appearance as I probably should. I only have so much
effort to expend, and it's all being used on much more important things lately.
As a side note, my hair color is a complete mistake. I had some great, natural ginger
locks less than 24 hours ago, but I was careless and bought a dye for dark hair and applied
it to my strawberry blonde. Now I'm looking at either Jessica Rabbit or Poison Ivy for
Halloween -- but with any luck, this situation, along with many others, will be rectified by then.