12. He can go 10 over the speed limit, but I can't.
13. The awkward silence.
14. I feel bad changing the radio station every 2 minutes. (Thank god they played Pearl Jam, Blink 182 and Linkin Park all in a row)
Okay, so that was fun.
My hair appointment went ehh. We go to this new place because our normal chick moved there. She's actually my cousin's ex-wife's sister. Yeah, we have connections everywhere. The sheriff of our fine county is my aunt's (related by marriage) nephew, or something. And my uncle...for whatever reason...has connections everywhere and having that last name is nice. Ah yes...
Anyway, hair. She did a weird cut thing to the bottom so "it won't look so straight and Cleopatra." She also made my hair really blond in front, and get darker as it goes back. Which is all fine, until it starts to grow out. And she kept trying to sell me stuff, I was like "Wow. That's great. Uh-huh." Blah. And she got a cell phone call from this guy. Apparently she gets a lot of dates. And then proceeded to tell me how 30 year old guys just aren't for her because she's 50 and just wants some fun, not a serious relationship. Yeah, because I REALLY CARE! Shut up, woman.
Oh well. The hair looks okay, so I'm fine with that.
And Ci and I are seeing Lord of the Rings later. And she's just a bit excited.
Ci, you need a life. *laughs* Just kidding, I love you.