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Aug. 5th, 2004 11:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geekchickToday is Boomtime, day 71 in the season of Confusion, 3270.
In much the way pressing the elevator call button several times in rapid succession does not actually cause the elevator to show up any faster, it seems that repeatedly forcing a refresh of one's inbox does not cause interesting email to show up any more frequently. Bummer. Not that I don't have a message or two in my inbox awaiting a response that I should get to soon.
Wonder what it means that now that I finally have completely healthy hair for the first time in a decade or so, I'm seriously considering having someone bleach it out for me and dyeing it UV-reactive red again? I can stop whenever I want, I swear -- I've done it hundreds of times. *twitch*
In much the way pressing the elevator call button several times in rapid succession does not actually cause the elevator to show up any faster, it seems that repeatedly forcing a refresh of one's inbox does not cause interesting email to show up any more frequently. Bummer. Not that I don't have a message or two in my inbox awaiting a response that I should get to soon.
Wonder what it means that now that I finally have completely healthy hair for the first time in a decade or so, I'm seriously considering having someone bleach it out for me and dyeing it UV-reactive red again? I can stop whenever I want, I swear -- I've done it hundreds of times. *twitch*
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I dreamt about your hair the other night
Date: 2004-08-05 06:13 pm (UTC)And you were wearing the most peculiar one-piece swimsuit. It seemed like it was custom designed to flatter your particular shape (I suppose it was, by my subconscious).