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April 13, 2005

One of Those Mornings...

Decided to mess with my color again, this time with highlighting paste.

Of course, it started turning various shades, and I decided the paste needed to come out...immediately.

Flip on the shower. drip...drip...nothing.

No friggin water! Construction work again I presume. Lord knows we gotta put the needs of the incoming golf club community above current residents. Cursed be their third hole.

Hair turns another shade...

I mean, warning postcards would be nice:

Dear resident, your water will be off for scheduled maintenance April 13, 2005 from 9:30am - 10:30am.

I looked at the large bowl of water that my dog had been drinking out of. Not that desperate.


To the fridge. Bottled water. One! 16 ounces to get the crap outta the hair.

Know what? That shit was cold.

But it stopped the chemical process, and I did eventually get the hot shower. (However, I was much later than usual getting to work.)

Oh....the icing? I found a cat turd buried in a basket full of folded laundry. And I thought the beasts were domesticated.

Unrelated, perhaps, but it goes with the title.

posted by Key on 04:50 PM | Comments (5)

Sheeeesh...that's a helluva morning!

Posted by: zonker at April 13, 2005 05:13 PM

Girlfriend...you are one strong woman. You went to work after all of that. Bless your heart! Hope the day went better.

Posted by: Moogie at April 13, 2005 06:06 PM

You need a hinky tight after that.

Posted by: Velociman at April 13, 2005 08:25 PM

Did you smoke the cat turd?

Posted by: catfish at April 13, 2005 09:18 PM

I am certain that you remain as beautiful as ever.

Posted by: Acidman at April 14, 2005 05:07 PM
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