Get right with me

Okay, Zoot, I was a bad bad girl. I didn't do my homework last night. But I still wanted to do it and was gonna try to get to it sometime this weekend...SWEAR! Now I don't have to write a letter. It seems that I was actually able verbalize all of my thoughts to Ron this morning. I'm so proud of myself. I was able to tell him that I really didn't appreciate the way he was acting toward me, that this behavior is not supportive at all. I even said, "I don't like being chastized like a child! I am perfectly capable." And he agreed, wholeheartedly, that he has not been handling things well. Work has been stressing him so much, especially the people. I told him what I have observed and concluded and he took it all in stride and apologized again. Ah, he sure does listen and understand when he is in the mood. Hell, he's a libra, just like my boss. A moody dudie. He also said, "I don't want you to have to "deal" with me, as in these moods." I replied with, "That's just the way it goes in a relationship. Dealing with your partner. SUPPORTING them. You get depressed, angry, etc...I get depressed, angry, etc. We're HUMAN." And I mentioned counseling again. He's still somewhat receptive. He agrees he has issues (with his dad, too) and he wants to try to sort as much out by himself as he can before he gets help. That's fine with me. We are in tune. I am so happy to be there to love, support and understand him because it looks like I am the first one to do that in a very long time. And I will still write a letter if I have to. I have all the documentation that I need right here. All the documention that I'm sharing with the fucking planet. Ron would not like that. But he doesn't have to know. *wink* *wink*

Okay, on to other things...

Did I mention that I gave myself a haircut about a month ago? Not sure if I did... Well, usually after about a month or so I can see how it's growing out and I can positively say, so far so good! I got a couple of pretty decent haircuts from the cute girl at Supercuts but as usual, they started to grow out kind of weird. It's only because I'm still in the correction/growing out phase from the abortion of a haircut I got from my "salon" guy about six months ago. I've had to consistently trim it every two months since that mess. Now it's finally starting to look the way I want it and not like I'm wearing a fucking football helmet. I HATE HATE HATE layered cuts in which the bottom is longer than the top. You know, where the sides are short, the bangs are short...looks like a MULLET. And it grows out horribly. ESPECIALLY with this curly ass hair I've got. Curly hair looks much better when there is weight on the bottom.

From watching these so called "experts" all these years, I was able to give myself what's called an "undercut". It's where they part your hair into three sections (part in the middle, bottom half), put two of the sections in a clip or scrunchie and bring down a layer on the neck part. The thickness of the layer you bring down depends on how many layers you want in the undercut. It's usually one layer, closest to the neck and the shortest, another layer that's about a half inch longer and then you bring down the rest of the hair (still parted in the middle) that should be cut so it's a half in longer than the second layer. Easy, right? Except for the fact that I kinda suck at parting my hair evenly. That's where having curly hair comes in handy. Doesn't matter if it's a tad uneven 'cause it won't show! I've always liked how the undercut makes my hair fall so it's heavier on the bottom. This makes the curls turn to ringlets. The only other layers I like are the sides next to my face being a little shorter than the bottom and tapered to the neck...and then maybe some bangs that go to the middle of my face or maybe my chin. THREE layers, as opposed to FIVE. I tapered the sides by wetting my hair and sticking it to my face. Then I dragged the scissors down each cheek, being sure to trim in a straight line toward the bottom.

So there you have it. Lessons in haircuts. Now go give yourself one and send me pics. HAHAHA! Now I'm gonna let it grow out for a while. I'll probably get a cut from Supercuts girl just to even things out for good in about four months or so. I want my hair to be a little bit past my shoulders for my wedding. I think that's a possibility!

In other news (I like this segue, lotsa people use it), I was listening to Depeche Mode this morning, as I've been in what I like to refer to as "The Depeche Mode Mood". It happens when I hear a song on the radio or listen to one from my library. Then I just have to listen to another album from my library. Yes, they are my all time favorite band and no, I'm not a gay man. Anyway, I was listening to the song "Get Right with Me", hence the title of this entry, and I like the words. I believe they refer to God. I like that Mr. Blasphemous wrote these words because they have a nice message. I think. Unless I'm interpereting it COMPLETELY wrong...

I will have faith in man
That is hard to understand
Show some humility
You have the ability
Get right with me

Friends if you've lost your way
You will find it
Again some day
Come down from your pedistals
Open your mouths that's all
Get right with me

Life is such a short thing
That I cannot comprehend
But if this life were a bought thing
There are ways I know we'd mend

People take my advice
Already told you once
Once or twice
Don't waste your energy
Making apologies
Get right with me.


Yea, got it right with Ron. Still working on getting it right with God. You know I believe in you, right Big Guy? Ooops....I know hate being called that!

Now, I leave with a drawing that one of my "friends" (an old highschool aquaintance) on Myspace posted to my page. We were both on swim team, and I drew this...I think like in 10th grade. HAHAHAHA! I was still trying to get people down...



Later!