(there are so many potato farms by my house)this morning, as most mornings, i dried my hair with my heater in my truck. it's the dumbest way to dry hair, i know, but i would have to roll my lazy ass out of bed like ten minutes earlier to dry it at home. it makes so much more sense at 6:30 a.m. to just blast the heater later...plus, my hair always has the farrah faucet circa 1978 look going on. um...just a lot frizzier and well, a bit messier too...oh yeah, and it's only kinda like that sometimes. ok, it's never really like that...but one day it could look like that. maybe.
all right...this was a night i clearly should have taken off from writing.
