Out-of-bed-look

When I got out of bed this morning, my hair looked wonderful. It was slightly curly, very big and looked as if I'd spent about an hour fixing it. So I decided to just leave it like that for the rest of the day and chose clothes to match my awesome hairdo.

By the time I reached work, my hair had fallen down, no more curls. Now it just looks like I'm a filthy hippie who don't believe in brushes...

Doh!

Marriage

It seems like people are getting married all over the place this summer, and I've yet to get invited to anything barring a drunken invitation to the wedding of a guy I once fucked, but until I see that invitation in writing, I'm not counting on it. It makes me feel a bit cheated. So if you're getting married, won't you invite me? I promise not to get uncharmingly drunk and barf on the cake, and I will bring a present and wear a pretty dress.