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2000-10-31 || 17:10:41 || i can swing my hair around if i really want to! || there has been a crackdown on rampant un-work related activity here at work, so i must become more devious, more crafty in my methods of writing in this every day. ugh. so i am at work. i am wearing a wig. a long black one that makes everyone not really recognize me when they first see me. it's kind of funny, but i am afraid of walking to the coffee machine because of the hard looks. long hair is a bitch.. i haven't figured out how to wear my bag with the strap over the shoulder or how to wear necklaces or how to lean back in my chair or how to wear a seatbelt without getting thoroughly tangled.. but i like how i can hide behind it . and i look so girly. just automatically.. it erases all my mistaken boy trauma from having short short hair for the past em, on and off 14 years? so i am going to wear this thing all the time. especially when going to the supermarket. after i master the seat belt thing. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |