State of the Union

What? Stressed? Who? Me?

No, no, no, no, no. That can't possibly be me. I never get stressed.

NEVAR!

Showing my girl roots

It's time to get my hair back to it's pretty purple/red/maroon shade. It also needs a good cut. This highly faded red has been fine, but I absolutely love the way my hair looks and feels just after dying it. I need a spa day.

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I want to cry, and throw things, and possibly do a lot of punching and kicking.

And I don't even have the luxury to do that.

EDIT: And I think I'm going to have to buy myself a damned pack of cigarettes just to get me through the night.

...

I'm probably going to smoke the entire pack.

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I have been Max Headdoomed.