Once again a postdated entry. It is still the 12th, and I’m hoping to get up to today… um, today.
My hairstylist at Swizzlesticks is Melissa. I trust her completely. I tell her every time that I have no sense of style and that she should do whatever she thinks is best. (I don’t have to look at my hair.) So if she wants to color it or bleach it, I let her go ahead. Through this all, I’ve always been suggesting the color blue. Five years ago I had colored all my hair blue, and then on to different colors over the next year.
Well my goading of her finally kicked in and I have blue hair again. I wasn’t sure she was going to do it, but there it is. Blue. It isn’t completely blue, but there are small chunks of blue throughout. The rest is natural hair color.
I can’t blame her. I did cross the line when for Christmas I gave her blue hair dye to do with as she pleased. But up until the time I walked into Swizzlesticks today I was sure she wouldn’t do it.
Ten minutes after leaving the salon, and walking home, I had someone complement me on my hair. I’ve missed that. I like having attention. When it was completely blue I could always get a reaction. It isn’t as eye-catching, but it’s something.
In the afternoon, after a half hour of relaxing, I went back to work and tried to finish up the project. I worked four hours, plus a break to grab a lunch/dinner (lupper?) from McDonalds, Then I went home. I’m still not done. I’ll be back in tomorrow.
While I was at work the front button on my watch fell off. I’ve had this one for less than two years. My last watch lasted half a lifetime (at the time that was 14 years). The glasses I use for computer use are eight years old, and the nose tabs have fallen off. I need to get organized and get these all repaired.
After work I went home and tried to relax. I’m feeling stressed with this deadline though. At around 9:00 I went to New City. I met Jake there and again used his table as a home base. I talked to a girl there named Sarah. I believe she was a friend of Leanne, Jake’s girlfriend.
She was nice, but she knew I played D&D. She didn’t have a lot of respect for the game. She said that all the people who play it have no families and… basically she described the stereotypical D&D nerd. What hurt was that I fit that stereotype. I don’t have a girlfriend, and I use computers. I’d like to think I’ve moved beyond it, but it’s hard to ignore the facts. That was a downer for the rest of the evening.
Apparently Sarah knows Monica (the person I used to run with). I wonder if it will get back to Monica that I have D&D as a hobby. It’s a small aspect of my life that I don’t feel the need to talk about constantly. But at least I can give Sarah some evidence that I’m not just a D&D stereotype.
I got home at around 1:00. I have to get up early tomorrow to go running. (Not D&D!)