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Mar. 22nd, 2009 10:18 pmWhen I'd chirped my customary "Are you looking for anything in particular?" at a customer, she turned around, smiled broadly and told me how pleased she was to see me. I have no idea who in the world the woman is. She's not a teacher, I've kept decent track of those (for fear of the catching me unawares). So who is she? I have no idea. She was convinced I could do anything I wanted to, she assured me, after asking what I was doing during the week – automatically assuming that I'm not just working. Where does this boundless faith in my abilities come from?
We had my grandparents over for dinner: it was loud, we had too much wine and food, always good fun.
I officially want longer hair. Shoulder-length, I think. My hair-dresser will have a fit when I tell her, hah! She never gets over how much hair there is on my head, and even gave up blow-drying it straight with a loud "Fuck this!". Also definitely going to Montpellier this summer, and lobbying for a new trip to Hong Kong.
We had my grandparents over for dinner: it was loud, we had too much wine and food, always good fun.
I officially want longer hair. Shoulder-length, I think. My hair-dresser will have a fit when I tell her, hah! She never gets over how much hair there is on my head, and even gave up blow-drying it straight with a loud "Fuck this!". Also definitely going to Montpellier this summer, and lobbying for a new trip to Hong Kong.