Here we meet again.
I’m sitting at my desk. This time I’m at my actual desk, not my bed desk.
Chair upgrade is absolutely needed.
I did get it at the thrift store for majorly cheap, and it’s cute. But at what cost?
Well, I ended up not finishing this yesterday and funny enough, I am now sitting in my “desk bed” writing this. I was organizing my files on an external hard drive. Riveting, I know.
Today started slow. I did still wake up, naturally, around 5 AM.
I’ve grown used to being up before the sun. There are up’s and downs, just like with everything in life. It’s very lonely early in the morning.
That can be both beautiful and isolating, sometimes both at the same time. Isn’t life funny?
I figured since I felt a sense of peace (to whatever degree it is that I feel at peace, honestly) that I would do a color depositing conditioning treatment on my hair.
Two Nitrile gloves equipped, half my head covered in Overtone (Espresso Brown) and I realize there will not be enough for my entire head. Amazing.
So then take a deep breath, I have time. I shampoo and condition my hair and apparently I didn’t get all the conditioner out.
I find that out after trying for an embarrassingly long amount of time with my hair dryer. So, re-do from the jump.
Did I mention I had already done my makeup and it had turned out perfect?
Oh, yeah. No big deal. Not in the slightest upsetting.
Obviously, I shampoo it again, no conditioner this time around.
Maybe that’s the trick because my bangs came out perfect the second time with no hot tools, except my hairdryer.
My makeup didn’t get messed up, either. Hallelujah, amen.
I would just like to take a minute to shout out the song Nancy From Now On By Father John Misty
I saw him preform in Birmingham once before but now that I’ve basically worn this specific vinyl out I’d like to see him again.
I’m about to go have dinner and then who knows? Not me. I don’t even know what’s for dinner.
I do know that for once my head isn’t hurting. It’s the little things once you turn thirty, I suppose.
You know what sounds like the most thirty year old fun day (American version)
- Going to the chiropractor, and then get a full body massage.
- Go to the dentist, everything is fixed and perfect. (No insane bill)
- Go to the hospital for a “full service” like a car where they make sure everything is running good, and they actually listen at what I say. (That last part is very important)
- Take a pottery class.
- Teleport to San Diego, California and head straight to my dearest friend Kyle’s house.
- Go eat dinner with Kyle at some lovely place near the ocean.
- Another full body massage.
- Somehow attain the microwave from the movie Spy Kids. (This one would be very very cool. I have accepted that it isn’t happening, sadly)
- Ending the night laughing as hard as we can outside in the breeze (The weather is perfect, obviously) with every snack or drink we want just appearing at the snap of a finger.
It’s 9 in the evening, and I’m watching a video on youtube about Hecate / Hekate and her temple in Turkey.
I would absolutely love to go to Turkey someday and see all the temple ruins, and just history in general, honestly.
To see Göbeklitepe with my own eyes would be amazing, and I would probably almost 100% chance I cry. (Obviously in this scenario I’m also gonna go see Karahan Tepe)
I ate rice and chicken from Moe’s for dinner. They don’t hang musicians inside anymore. Apparently Moe’s got sued by Jerry Garcia’s estate. I don’t often eat at Moe’s obviously because this lawsuit was in 2005 and I just realized tonight.
Funny enough how I wrote earlier about not having a headache because I have one now.
I would like to just get in the bath and relax.
Sadly though, I have about 4 loads of laundry to fold. So not only will I not be in the bath relaxing, I will instead be folding clothes and every towel on earth. Prayer warriors, my biceps need you.
I’m just gonna publish this now cause I forgot to days ago. Oops.
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