No, I'm not suddenly ravenously pro-Obama*.

I've decided to spend a hefty chunk of change ($65) on a hefty hunk of change (chemical-deathing my hair).

The decision is made, I've made an appointment for Friday.

Both of the men I spoke with seemed a bit diva-ish, so I trust that my hair will be in good hands. The woman working there also seemed to be doing a good job, and I didn't see anyone in there with awful hair.

The only problem is you are not supposed to scratch your hair before you get it chemical deathed, AND IT ITCHES!!! T.T

Oh it makes me want to cry.

*The place I am getting my hair done is. I think I'm alright with that.

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I've gotten tired of pit stains.

According to many places about the internet (here's one), the stains are caused by aluminum and other such stuff in the deodorant/antiperspirants.

So I set out to Walmart to find a non-aluminium deodorant.

I figure their wall of deodorant would have some semblance of variety.

I was wrong.

Every single woman's deodorant they sold was also an antiperspirant, and thusly had aluminum in it. Even all of the spray and crappy roll-ons had it too!

What, am I not supposed to sweat? I don't mind being sweaty, but I do mind that my shirts and unmentionables have horrid stains, FFS.

Dave finds a section of Old Spice that does not have aluminum in it. Turns out it's the stuff he uses. No wonder his shirts don't have horrid stains in the pits.

So I shuffle through the Old Spice row, looking for something that won't have me smelling like an old man or Dave. Imagine how creepy that would be, to smell like Dave... "why do you two smell so much alike?" "we use the same deodorant..."

Brr! That's creepy. It's bad enough that people tell us we are similar/somehow look alike, but to smell the same?

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying at all that I don't like Dave's smell, but it would be pretty odd to use the same smelling deodorant. Especially since the only scent I liked was the one Dave uses. Go figure.

I have no qualms with smelling somewhat manly, but part of me says "well that was when you were young and did not have people that close to you and it didn't matter that you smelled manly". I guess it still doesn't matter that I'd smell somewhat manly considering that Dave picked out the manly deodorant...

So instead I smell fruity like apricot, as I got this stuff in apricot. They had lavender, but I don't care for lavender.

And here on this website, it comes in lemongrass and unscented! Sheesh. I could smell unscented.

It seems to work pretty well, I did not reek of reekiness after putting it on at noon and later cutting the grass.

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So I have not had much problem with jerk-deer as of late. However, I have decided that it is necessary to maintain a jerk-list.

1. Deer. Seriously, they're jerks. Whoo we're gonna come in yer yard and eat your apples and break your bird feeders!



2. Mosquitoes. What kind of jerk comes into your house and BITES you? FFS.



3. Thunderstorms. They're loud and obnoxious, and make things go bright blue POP in my house, but when I go to look for whatever was destroyed, THERE'S NOTHING. Also, they break routers. WTF.

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I like to think that I can type pretty quickly. Well, more that I've been told that I can type quickly, though I don't think it's anything all that special.

Sometimes, as those of us who can type quickly know, it is very easy to make typos, or have one finger get ahead of the rest.

Occasionally, when I am trying to visit the 'Tang, I will end up at Nuta.pl, which appears to be a Polish music website.

Today, however, I ended up at Nuga Best.

I'm trying to figure out what it is they sell. It looks like quack-beds or something.

Whoa! It's an accupressure-moxibustion bed.

Nuga Jinpum (Personal Electric Potential Stimulator by Warm Heat) has a multitude of round shaped Tourmanium ceramic disks arranged densely around a smooth contour so that they provide the optimum ACUPRESSURE and MOXIBUSTION stimuli to your body during use. This produces the same effect as performing Moxibustion on the 365 Meridian acupuncture points on the human body.

That looks pretty darn cool. How do I buy it?

The guy on this page looks... odd. Like perhaps he isn't really sleeping.

It says "Compact design resulting in convenient transfer and operation
The simple and small-size tummy warmer is available of easy transfer and convenient operation anywhere.", but will it fit the soon-to-be standard American tummy? They are based in the US, so sayeth their page.

I don't see where you can buy it... T.T

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So Dave and I went to dinner.

It was tasty; I am full.

We then went to Gamestop.

While in game stop, there was a squat, loud, woman griping into her Blackberry.

She needs to know what 10% off of 32.98 is.

Me being myself, I rough it out to be ~30 dollars, rounding 32.98 up to 33.00, 10% of which is 3.30.

I REALLY wanted to yell "it's 30 dollars!", but being myself, I did not.

She continues on, yapping into her Blackberry. "No one is good at math", can't they help her? blah de blah.

At this point I REALLY wanted to yell: IT'S THIRTY. THREE-ZERO.

But instead, I glared.

Then she calls her mother. She asks her mother to add 14.99 and 17.99. For the grand sum of (insert drumroll here) 32.98! Then she asks what 10% off of that is.

This woman couldn't possibly be in the best financial shape if she can't do math like that.

I go to check out, the woman is still not-quite-squawking, and we leave the Gamestop, me with game in hand. She still hasn't figured out what 10% off of 14.99 + 17.99 is.

I look at Dave, and realize that this woman, calling all of her family to do basic math, was on a Blackberry.

I was going to call the store, and have them tell her the number she was looking for was "30". Dave said no.

I felt a bit bad, glaring at her, and wondering why it was so hard to do such a calculation. She seemed to have all of her wits about her, and didn't appear handicapped in any way shape or form...

Sadly, she made me feel much better about myself.

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So in my me-ness, I got tired of having my hair relaxed and let it grow and do its own thing.

Of course, now that I think I've got my hair figured out, I'd like a change and want to get it relaxed again. >.<

Part of me says "but not relaxing it is good!" and part of me says "but heating it straight is bad!" and part of me says "wtf, it is your hair, why do you want to kill it?"

Yes, that part of me knows that my hair is already dead.

Of course, now that the trend is for people of my persuasion to not have their hair killed, I am only finding information about how horrible it is to be a victim to the "creamy crack" and such.

I could hire myself an indian child to grow me hair to weave... I don't really want to pay for the weave. That's gonna be expensive, and I don't know. I didn't care much for the one I had. I didn't care much for the relaxer either, it felt like my hair broke off way to easily. Maybe it's because I went too long between relaxings. I don't know.

My mother didn't teach me these things.

Hrm. I can keep my hair nappy or not.

Such an issue, this hair of mine.

On that note, though I am not a fan of Chris Rock, I'd like to see his docu-drama-dy " Good Hair.

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