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The transformative power of me

I canít stop fussing with my hair. It is possibly the second greatest haircut of my life.

The first occurred in 1997 in San Francisco at a salon called Architects + Heroes. It was life-changing and for $45, an inexpensive metamorphosis. So changed was I that for an entire week, people would stop by my desk, just for a looksie.

This latest style is different, but I think Iíve come to realize that I really prefer my hair to be earís length. Any longer, and it becomes an unmanageable curly mess that expands outwards as much as it grows downward. I like the expensive hair salves as much as the next gal, but sometimes you want your little pots and tubes to last more than a month and with shorter hair, this is possible. (How about if a $26 tube of Kerastase Elasto-Curl leave-in lasted more than 3 weeks?)

Enough about the hair. Iím beginning to sicken even myself.

All of you people out there who are wondering about the governmentís Do Not Call list should go and register here. My browserís security certificate process got a little wiggy, but I think thatís ok. I just used one of my fakie email addresses (ok, itís real, but itís not my ďrealĒ one if that makes any sense. Itís one of the ones Iíve devised for baiting-and-switching Spam.)

On the entertainment front: I highly recommend The Triplets of Belleville. Iím not a huge fan of animation (I know, I know, there goes at least 1/4 of my indie cred) but this, I liked. The caricatures of French people were spot-on, and the music was great. Oh, and Iím very excited about the remake of The Producers! A film about a bad musical becomes a good musical about a bad musical, achieves tremendous success on Broadway then re-becomes a film. Rinse. Repeat.

Iíve been to yoga twice in the new year and Iím still alive. My legs and arms are sore, but Iím still walking erect. Iíve already made progress in 2004: yesterday I moved from sirsasana 2 into side crow. Classes have been super fun and they made me realize how much Iím going to miss the studio and certain teachers. In the last two years, my practice has transformed by more than I ever could have imagined, and I have a lot of people to thank before I go to CT.

I have a lot of thank you cards to buy. Shit, and I still havenít been to Meltdown. How can it be that Iíve been up for HOURS and shops arenít open? I guess Iíll just have to go back to bed. PS: Special shout-out to the Parisians: The Essex Green and The Ladybug Transistor are playing Guinguette on Friday night.It'll be a groovy 60s dance party, 20h, 8 euros, a bargain at twice the price!

8:56 a.m. - 2004-01-07



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