I dyed my hair. Red. The “lasts 18-24 shampoos” kind. It doesn’t really look much different. A tad redder, and a tad darker, since the parts that were really blond got covered. Otherwise…nothing remarkable.
My throat still hurts today, which means I have probably put off the cold another day, and tomorrow it will arrive full force. In the meantime, I will drink a lot of fluids and try to get to bed early. This is a bad week to have a cold, since I have an assignment due in every single class. But I’ll manage.
I just spent the past half hour filling a picture frame that my grandmother gave me for Christmas. It has five 2.5×3.5-inch frames, all hinged together to form a long set. It’s the perfect size to sit here on my desk right under my monitor, where I can look at the pictures every day. The only problem was finding shots that would crop vertically, but I managed. I have a picture of Nick and me from work last summer, the picture of the Technique staff posing for the 2000 freshman issue, a picture of Jelly and me in the shaft fountain after the Technique-SGA softball game last spring, a picture of Curt and me outside Denny’s from last weekend, and Daniel’s black and white picture of Becca and me happily holding our diplomas at graduation last May. It’s great. I love doing little projects like that.
Now I have a couple hours until dinner, so I going to go to the mall. I need khaki pants, and I could also use another pair of jeans.
