So yesterday I had a freaking FABULOUS hair day. Seriously. Totally fucking awesome. My curls were rocking, the layers are even, and my highlights were kickin'. There is no way to have a bad day on a good hair day. None. And I LOOOOOOVE my new hair chick. She is great. Three weeks ago she fixed a really bad cut, and now she has my unending devotion. She turned me on to a great new shampoo and conditioner:




And my hands-down fave Richard Thompson song, Vincent Black Lightning 1952, is on. I get the sniffles every single time I hear it.

Says James "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl.
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeves won't do,
Ah, they don't have a soul like a Vincent 52"
Oh he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
Said "I've got no further use for these.
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome,
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home"
And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride.

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Jan has his own bike company now:



Lookie how skinny ^^^^^^^^^^^ Pic was taken Monday after his last race. I repeat, Jan not fat. :p

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ok, I'm off for another run, then work. Chat with y'all later