via Wired: Rock the Vote goes IM

In other news, Saturday night Mary Jac talked me off a ledge. I’m happy with the way my hair turned out and thankful she didn’t let me go to the extreme lengths I’d been day dreaming about– fire engine red and short, short, short. Then again, it was probably just the hormones talking in the first place. My bangs are still down to my chin, the mass in the back is gone, my main hair color is a dark red/brown and highlights are kinda pinkish…no longer white.

Two quick after pictures here…before and during pictures to be posted when I can connect to a machine that doesn’t have a grudge against the camera.

Found out this morning my friends car was recovered…a snippit from the email:

“This weekend I found out that my car has been recovered, and has been involved in at least four reported crimes (BAD CAR! BAD CAR!).”

That cracked me up.

Lastly, I started taking my Zyban again…might want to stay a few paces away from the bars of the cage while I adapt to life without again.