thirtyseven

well now. i have four fewer chompers than last time i wrote. i remember the nitrous and i remember getting an iv inserted .. after that i just remember being at home in my bed. i think it's creepy that somewhere during that time i was walking and talking to my doctor and mom. i've never, ever been comfortable with a complete loss of control like that. i'm so against any drug that leads to that. actually, i'm kind of even wary of my vicodin. i tried to cut my dosage in half this evening, but my boyfriend called and woke me up and thought i was crying because it was obviously too early to be cutting down on the pain medication. i wans't crying .. my mouth just didn't want to open. it's so gross.

and while i am completely thankful (and responsible) for it now, i absolutely can not relate to anyone who would take vicodin (or anything similiar) recreationally. if you do (and i know some of you do), tell me why. please?

oh yes, sg. i love the haircut photos. i'm such a girl. candid sets are usually the only ones where i look through every single photo. i'm going to be a hair model this fall and i can't wait. i'm vertically challenged, so i have to depend on something like hair to make it all work for me. anyway, enough about me. i'm so glad i finally noticed ruby -- she is a doll. it's hard for me to say anything negative about most brunettes, though. and veronica + chloe's new styles are really becoming on them. yay for finding a stylist who knows what they're doing. yum yum eat em up.