September 15, 2007

bitch session

I must be more specific when I go to get my hair cut. Turns out that there was a pretty big difference between "cut" and "trim". I was delighted for the first two hours, now I am just pissed. It will not do anything cute. I look vaguely like an extra fat news anchor.

On that note, am struggling to get back in the good graces of the Weight Watchers gods. 4 days on the road is making it extremely tough...

also, apparently fever blisters only come when I travel. At least this time it's only one. I popped $17 for the Abreva, let's pray I don't look like I have leprosy by tomorrow.

Time to go have mocktails with the customer, with my misspelled name badge.

"Michelle"