Multi-tonal Disaster OR "Now I know why 'code orange' upsets people so..."
I got up super early today to go to Candlewood Suites to apply for a job. I was also going to apply at the senior centre across the street, which I may still do. But I'm not sure if I want to work someplace where people dying is routine. I know that puts a rather glum, melodramatic spin on things, but I really shouldn't take a job that will be consistently depressing.
Speaking of the depressing, I spent $20 on one of those L"Oreal multi-tonal hair coloring dealies. I got exactly the one they reccomended online for my coloring and soforth. The kit itself is packaged really well. There are 2 pair of the "good gloves" which I'm sure all you hair colorers out there know the difference. But the "hi-lighting kit" that you pay $12 extra for is basically a long handled mascara brush and some peroxide paste.
You're supposed to color your hair with the base color, then afterwards put the highlights on and pile the hi-lighted hair on top of your head. "Don't worry." it says on the box "color will not run." Well THAT, my freinds, is a vile and odeous lie! Most of the top front of my head is orange and none of the hilights seems to have made it all the way to the ends of my hair, despire the fact that my neck and shoulders had hi-light stuff on them.
H and Ryan said it doens't look bad, but they are men...what the hell do they know? H is colorblind, and as such is not really the right person to ask. So I'll have to spend still more money re coloring my hair before my next job interview. Although, maybe I am being melodramatic and it's not as bad as I think it is. (I suspect that if I color it with regular color, it will look more multi-tonal since it was different shaeds to begin with, if that makes sense.)
It's so hard to tell with depression how serious anything is. Everything seems serious. Everything seems absolutely crucial. Somehow, when I found out the title of the 6th Harry Potter book yesterday, I felt like it was the most important scientific discovery in the history of mankind. When actually, its like, 10th. (hahahahaha!)
Everyone went to see Spiderman 2 tonight. I was going to go, honest. But I felt so tired and just--well "off" really. Plus you know, my idea of fun is not standing around in a huge crowd with no air conditioning, only to be squashed in like sardines around people who forgot you aren't supposed to talk during the film. Truth be told, I'm still rather bitter about not being able to see this movie for free at the 'Stone, as we were supposed to get it. Dammit!!!
Oh, and gracious thanks to
smarbaby. for loaning me her copy of Triplets of Belleville. I am looking forward to checking it out!
Further gracious thanks to
lirrin for the bread starter recipe she sent weeks ago. I am finally making my own Amish friendship bread starter, which will be ready for sending in 10 days. If any of you baking types want some, do let me know.
Speaking of the depressing, I spent $20 on one of those L"Oreal multi-tonal hair coloring dealies. I got exactly the one they reccomended online for my coloring and soforth. The kit itself is packaged really well. There are 2 pair of the "good gloves" which I'm sure all you hair colorers out there know the difference. But the "hi-lighting kit" that you pay $12 extra for is basically a long handled mascara brush and some peroxide paste.
You're supposed to color your hair with the base color, then afterwards put the highlights on and pile the hi-lighted hair on top of your head. "Don't worry." it says on the box "color will not run." Well THAT, my freinds, is a vile and odeous lie! Most of the top front of my head is orange and none of the hilights seems to have made it all the way to the ends of my hair, despire the fact that my neck and shoulders had hi-light stuff on them.
H and Ryan said it doens't look bad, but they are men...what the hell do they know? H is colorblind, and as such is not really the right person to ask. So I'll have to spend still more money re coloring my hair before my next job interview. Although, maybe I am being melodramatic and it's not as bad as I think it is. (I suspect that if I color it with regular color, it will look more multi-tonal since it was different shaeds to begin with, if that makes sense.)
It's so hard to tell with depression how serious anything is. Everything seems serious. Everything seems absolutely crucial. Somehow, when I found out the title of the 6th Harry Potter book yesterday, I felt like it was the most important scientific discovery in the history of mankind. When actually, its like, 10th. (hahahahaha!)
Everyone went to see Spiderman 2 tonight. I was going to go, honest. But I felt so tired and just--well "off" really. Plus you know, my idea of fun is not standing around in a huge crowd with no air conditioning, only to be squashed in like sardines around people who forgot you aren't supposed to talk during the film. Truth be told, I'm still rather bitter about not being able to see this movie for free at the 'Stone, as we were supposed to get it. Dammit!!!
Oh, and gracious thanks to
Further gracious thanks to
