Attention Train riders:
Do NOT put on lots of perfume before getting on the train. It's very unpleasant in enclosed spaces. Even if it is an expensive perfume. It'll still smell like the cheap stuff in quantity. Ick!

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05.17.00, Part 2

I hate my hair color. I hate coloring my hair. I wish I'd been born with hair that could change color on will alone.

Currently, I've got brown with a hint of red, until you get to my roots. Which are a singularly unattractive shade of mouse brown. I've got blonde streaks in front that were *supposed* to turn screaming cheeto orange. (Every time I've attempted to bleach my hair in the past 13 years, it's turned a shade of orange reminicent of either cheetos or Tangerine iMacs. For some inexplicable reason, the usual process actually gave me blonde this time. Maybe because I *wanted* the orange.)

So I'm doing it. I'm going to officially give up on my usual chemical dyes, and go with the silly color type.. I'm aiming for pink this time.

I'm not going to bleach out the dark, though. I expect it to develop a nice pink cast. The blonde streaks should turn a particularly repulsive shade of barbie doll pink. At least, for a while. I'd rather they fade to a respectable shade of pink before long.

If this works, I'll go purple.

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05.17.00

I really hate it when, as I'm walking, I come up with some wonderful, erudite idea, and as soon as I've a chance to sit down and feed the silly thing into the computer, or write it down, it disappears. I can't even always remember what they were about. If I could, I might be able to recreate them. This morning, either I solved the world hunger problem, or else I came up with a solution for the whole mp3 crisis. I couldn't tell you.

Hell, I can't even tell myself at this point.

NOW, you see why I want a chip in my head; if nothing else, I could record these thoughts, and maybe do something with them.

I honestly believe that everyone has thoughts like these, not just 'smart' people, or important people. Maybe if we had some way of not losing the damn things, we could all be smart and important.

Or else, we'd all be highly evolved and it wouldn't matter anymore.