Why do I do these things to myself
Today, I left the house wearing….brace yourself….a headband. Yes, a headband. Like the one I wore in 1993 to my school’s picture day. I look ridiculous. This morning, in all of the snowy goodness, I just did not feel like jumping in the shower and freezing my ass off. And I knew I wasn’t going to have time to dry my hair, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to go to work in a foot of snow with wet hair!!! So, I looked in my hair accessories basket (yes, I have a hair accesories basket, no it is not alphabetically ordered) and found this black headband-thing. I thought, hey, it’s not that bad. I have to wear a hat anyway, so I’ll have weird hair no matter what.
I was right. Beyond right. Not only do I look weird, I look LIKE AN IDIOT. CIRCA 1993! All I need is some pink leggings and a large polka-dotted shirt and I could be on 90210!
Not only that, but I have a really bad headache, which I think is being caused by the headband. Either it is too small, or my head is too big. Or possibly both. I’m going with Option C.
You are wearing a headband!?! AWESOME! Actually I go so decked out to go to the park and play photographer that I actually overdressed….I got super hot in all 4 layers of clothes and socks. In fact I actually ran into a friend of Heath’s and he didn’t recognize me AT ALL…..I am pretty sure he couldn’t distinguish if I was male or female. And I put my hair in a FRENCH BRAID in order to have my hat fit over my head without my mop getting knotted around my neck. I love 1993.
Can’t concentrate….will fail my finals tomorrow….damn brain….