orangeinfinity

This morning, I was woken up by the sound of my father cursing at the kitchen stove whilst bleeding from the top of his head. Lovely. The situation has since been remedied, but I am in a less than optimal mood. Angry screaming is not a nice way to be woken up, although I'm sure my dad is even less happy about his headache.

Either way, I must work today, which requires showering and styling of le hair. Which is purple! I fixed it yesterday, which makes me happy. It is not as fuschia anymore, which is kind of sad, but at least there's no red parts. So this is going to be a short first entry, but hey, at least I put something up!

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