Taught Me So Much
Apr. 8th, 2007 01:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dreamcatchingsI'm going to my mother's for an Easter thing as ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
timberwolfblues is at work. There shall be food and maybe a movie. Depending. I hope my aunt doesn't stay too long. Things with her around can be a tad bit uncomfortable. She is, also, a little more on the conservative side and might not appreciate my latest hair endeavor, although my mother liked it so much she wants to do something similar with her hair.
I suppose I'm being a bit bad as I went an extra length with my hair today and styled it. Kinda. I put volumizer all through it and then blew it dry with my head upside down so now it's got body and it's flipping and going in different directions. Then I went and clipped the part that would fall off my eyes back so you can see more of the dark brown under layers. Which I love so much. The color of the under layer is the color of my dad's hair when he was younger. It was, yet another, of the hair colors that I always wanted. The yen for bright red can be blamed on My So-Called Life and just picked up speed due to Pieces of April and then Jared Leto's hair in the From Yesterday 30 Seconds to Mars video.
Anyway, the whole point of this post was to be a "I'm going to my mother's for Easter so I want not be back until later to work on rp posting" warning, but it has turned into something longer. Mostly, I feel, because I have been missing words. I haven't really written anything this week; I've just been reading, absorbing, storing and building them up in my fingers, heart, head and soul. I am a bubbling cauldron of words waiting to spill out later. Mmmmmm. I'm so addicted to words. I just want to feel them on my tongue, their different textures and flavors, the cold, the bite, the heat, the jagged, the smooth. Words are like anything else; they have their own texture and taste.
Gah.
Have to get ready.
<3
timberwolfblues is at work. There shall be food and maybe a movie. Depending. I hope my aunt doesn't stay too long. Things with her around can be a tad bit uncomfortable. She is, also, a little more on the conservative side and might not appreciate my latest hair endeavor, although my mother liked it so much she wants to do something similar with her hair. I suppose I'm being a bit bad as I went an extra length with my hair today and styled it. Kinda. I put volumizer all through it and then blew it dry with my head upside down so now it's got body and it's flipping and going in different directions. Then I went and clipped the part that would fall off my eyes back so you can see more of the dark brown under layers. Which I love so much. The color of the under layer is the color of my dad's hair when he was younger. It was, yet another, of the hair colors that I always wanted. The yen for bright red can be blamed on My So-Called Life and just picked up speed due to Pieces of April and then Jared Leto's hair in the From Yesterday 30 Seconds to Mars video.
Anyway, the whole point of this post was to be a "I'm going to my mother's for Easter so I want not be back until later to work on rp posting" warning, but it has turned into something longer. Mostly, I feel, because I have been missing words. I haven't really written anything this week; I've just been reading, absorbing, storing and building them up in my fingers, heart, head and soul. I am a bubbling cauldron of words waiting to spill out later. Mmmmmm. I'm so addicted to words. I just want to feel them on my tongue, their different textures and flavors, the cold, the bite, the heat, the jagged, the smooth. Words are like anything else; they have their own texture and taste.
Gah.
Have to get ready.
<3
