Wednesday, Nov. 19, 2003 - 4:32 p.m.
Greetings,
It looks like I’ll be going grocery shopping at Schwinn Dickme tonight instead of going to IMAX to see “Matrix Revolutions” since the movie doesn’t start at the IMAX theatre until tomorrow night.
Not that I can GO tomorrow night, mind you.
So, hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to Grinn Schwixie I go!
“Matrix Revolutions” will be seen either Sunday or Tuesday. On Monday night I’m going out to eat. I’m taking out the friend who is going to stop in to see my girly girl kitties while Tommy and I are in North Carolina for Thanksgiving. I’m thinking we’ll go to Semolina’s hopefully.
It’s a pretty busy day here today and I haven’t been able to take lunch for two days because I have to go to the gottdem dentist tomorrow afternoon so I’m leaving early. BLAH!
No cavities! No stern lectures from the dentist. Just clean and out of there. Whoosh!
I am somewhat distressed because Curtis, my gay hairdresser, has most likely left the salon for good because his mother is sick and he had to move back to Baton Rouge. I know this because last week I had an appointment with him and then he called to tell me someone else was cutting my hair and he sounded rather frazzled and upset.
So I showed up and got Ida to cut my hair. (Which is now in a chin length bob BTW). It has not been this short in years, although it is NOT as short as that time Robin and I drank one too many shots of Cactus Juice and butchered my hair horribly. (Well, I didn’t do anything but sit in the chair giggling and swigging back shots from the gay bar up the street.) That was an ugly day indeed. I don’t drink and get my hair cut anymore. Live and learn, I guess. (Well, *I* could drink, but I don’t let my hairdresser drink and cut my hair anymore.)
I seriously must pluck some lemons from the tree because last night I had the most hideous dream about the lemon tree and how I picked flat lemons and the branches fell off and I don’t need another variation of stress dream, thank you very much.
I also dreamed I had enrolled in a college course and “forgot” to go until one day I showed up to class and I wasn’t prepared and that’s yet another variation on my stress dreams. This one and the fish out of water one are the two most common. No more flat lemons, please!
It was pretty chilly this morning. Definite sweater weather. I have decided I want a pink winter bathrobe this year. Or a red one. Or maybe a red PLAID one. But the color must be pink or red on that I am decided.
All I know is that I need a winter bathrobe. And some slippers.
I need to touch up my fingernails. I love this OPI Red Red Rhine polish. I think I’m going to make a decision to only put OPI nail polish on my nails from now on. Each time Tommy or I visit the salon, I get a new color. That sounds good to me.
My father has not emailed me in a while, if he reads this he should email me. Okay?
Until next time,
Olrun
