scissors and a lack of self control = bad
Apr. 4th, 2007 12:30 pmIn a fit of insanity, I took the good scissors and chopped half my hair off yesterday.
I'm thinking not my best move ever. On the other hand, it no longer weighs a thousand pounds annnnnd it bounces. So, yay for that, I suppose.
Then there was the whole cramps and feeling like I was going to hurl, and the subsequent ickiness that resulted in me calling out of work yesterday. I might add, not fun, because then I feel guilty and that makes things worse. So, there's a whole cycle right there. Does anyone else feel guilty when they call out and are, you know, actually ill? It's like the crazy part of my brain starts a-screaming, "What if they're mad? What if they fire you? Wait, that would be rude, but still. What if they're all, 'well, we want a doctors excuse' and you're all, 'Do you know how many times I've come to this hell hole with a migraine? This place is lit like the fourth of July nightly, so the agony is occasionally off the freakin' charts?'" Among other things. It's really crowded in my head when the guilt kicks in.
But with bouncy hair.
I'm thinking not my best move ever. On the other hand, it no longer weighs a thousand pounds annnnnd it bounces. So, yay for that, I suppose.
Then there was the whole cramps and feeling like I was going to hurl, and the subsequent ickiness that resulted in me calling out of work yesterday. I might add, not fun, because then I feel guilty and that makes things worse. So, there's a whole cycle right there. Does anyone else feel guilty when they call out and are, you know, actually ill? It's like the crazy part of my brain starts a-screaming, "What if they're mad? What if they fire you? Wait, that would be rude, but still. What if they're all, 'well, we want a doctors excuse' and you're all, 'Do you know how many times I've come to this hell hole with a migraine? This place is lit like the fourth of July nightly, so the agony is occasionally off the freakin' charts?'" Among other things. It's really crowded in my head when the guilt kicks in.
But with bouncy hair.