Now, I didn't want to get too involved with this whole Julie/Melissa thing. Especially because I'm not involved. However, today I was mentioned on Julie's site as considering her to be "the devil." Now, she puts it in quotes as though she is quoting someone, but I don't believe I ever referred to her as the devil, and Coral and Mike don't have websites to make said quote, so I don't really know what she's talking about. However, if I have and didn't realize it, then I stand corrected.

Okay, so I had SUCH deep dreams last night (of course I can't remember them now), and I woke up at 1:30pm feeling like a zombie. I went to bed around 5am, so it wasn't even THAT much sleep. Still, I could barely crawl out from under my covers.

I had a lot to do on my computer. I gave up the idea of doing Yoga as soon as I wake up because I just get tired and pissed, so I decided I would do it after my errands. I thought I had all night, but work called and asked for me to fill in tonight at 7pm. Of course I wanted to stay home, take my time at the grocery store, start Yoga later, watch some Friends, get going on my damn book - but I know I need the money and I don't have THAT much to do tonight, so I took it. Let's hope I make some good cash.

Oh, GOD, HOW could I not have mentioned the most important news??? My hair - so, it's different yet again. It's a bob, about the cut and length of Jennifer Anniston when she first cut it after it was super long. It's darker red, where it looks brown. I found a few Penelope Cruz pics that really illustrate it, but I don't feel like figuring out how to put them up here right now. Anyway, it SO shiny and healthy. Celeste (my hairstylist for over five years) says it's the healthiest it has ever been. She says there are no breaks, the hair is strong, and it looks great. YAY! It is still thin, mind you, and with all the blonde out, unfortunately there is no hair to match my scalp, but whatever, I'll avoid overhead lights and cameras. Fun. I'm very happy with it, which is a new thing for me.

My fish seem kind of sad. I'm trying to not feed them so much because I've been over feeding them. They don't fight anymore, which either means they're depressed, sick, or getting to like each other. Are my fish gay? Funny.

What else, what else...not too much. I have to get going on all this shit I have to do. I know I had other things to talk about, but maybe I'll post them later.

OH wait - so my work is having a staff Christmas party (since we couldn't have one before) which is taking place Monday night in the lounge. However, at the bottom of the sign it said, "If you're scheduled to work (sorry), you can come after your shift." Of course, if the shift ends at 1am when the bar CLOSES, I don't see how we can join. I work every Monday night. Me and this girl Heather were laughing about how specifically rejected we are. We are two of the four or five people technically not invited to the party. Nice. Thanks a lot.