missfire

I'm dyeing my hair. Just the same old red I usually do, but I always went RED. Crayola. But I would fall in love only to have to dye it back at the end of my twelve days of freedom. Oh yeah, I'm free for now. I go to Texas tomorrow morning (maybe I should pack) to visit the coolest in-laws on the earth, and I don't do back to work until the 29th. Hooray!! But in a small bid to feel normal again, I'm dying my hair. So there.