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Friday, December 03, 2004

16 hours and counting
Tomorrow I face the hairdresser. It's not that I hate getting my hair cut. I'm dreading it because my hairdresser drives me completely insane. She has conspiracy theories

and she takes forever to tell me about them. I kid you not, my butt is in her chair for no less than three hours at a time. Listening to conspiracy theories in a whispered voice. Three hours. Yeah. Fun.

I'm sure you're wondering why I don't just change hairdressers. It's like this.... I'm vain about my hair and she does a good job. I've spent my entire adult life looking for someone who can deal with my hair and even better, my need for always wanting something slighty edgy. Well, I've found her. For that, I'm willing to give up 3 hours of my life - and sanity - every six weeks or so.

I've decided to make a game of it. I want to know what whacky theory you think she'll come up with next. There is no prize except the satisfaction that you've (imagine in a game show host voice) Named That Theory!


RisibleGirl was blabbing on about her adventures again on 12/03 at 05:12 PM

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