Dying my hair blue black again, starry shimmering night sky colors. When I got it cut so short, it took out almost all of the dye parts. After looking at my natural hait color for a couple weeks, I decided that I really didn't care for it after all. Following another fine family tradition, I will now color my hair til the grave.
I have fajita things, and I'm wondering if we have any charcoal because I would like to cook the meat outside. Maybe Sunday? Drove with the window down, listening to Jane's Addiction, which has always sounded like summer to me.