2005-01-15 - 10:53 p.m.
Hathead Season (mit products!)

And now to completely misappropriate blog space in the name of self-distraction:

Item Number One: I am obsessed with Pilot Pens. The aerodynamic and 90s-cool V-Ball pen has been revamped into the V-Ball Grip. I got two blue Extra Fines, and I swear they make me write smaller cursive. Which is very important if you're me, because my script is ridiculous. I've already filled up one of those speckled comp books for Employment Discrimination, and that class has met all of ten times. Hopefully the pen will become wildly popular, and then maybe I will be able to buy it in purple.

Item Two: I highly highly recommend getting a word emailed to you every day from the Oxford English Dictionary. Today's word was "macaroni." A few days after I subscribed they sent out "d'oh." (Their primary spelling leaves out the apostrophe, but it appears in the etymology section, where they quote, who else, Dan Castellaneta. Tee hee.)

Item Three: Gmail is awesome. Drop me a line if you need an invite. There is no need to write me a sonnet or anything like that. Unless you are into that kind of thing.

The music station I listen to occasionally has been playing the new Tori song. I also finally heard "Leaving New York" by R.E.M., in which Michael Stipe appears to sing "I love you" a whole bunch of times at the end, which just made me say, "NO, NO, NO," out loud, in imitation of my high school newspaper advisor. If Michael is going to sing stuff like that I wish he would do it in his earlier diction (read: barely intelligible), so that I could pretend he was singing something else.

Over Christmas Mom showed me a USA Weekend issue with them on the cover, and frankly it made me feel very old and unhip. (Or maybe that they were old and unhip.) "Well," I said, pointing, "this one [Peter Buck] cut his hair, this one [Mike Mills, a.k.a. Imaginary Bassist Boyfriend Number Two] grew his out and bleached it blonde, and this one [Stipe] ...doesn't appear to have hair any anymore."

K and I are in agreement about a hair color we both think is hot, although it's rather punkish so I may not be able to get away with it. I really like, on other people, that bleached-with-roots-on-purpose look. Like almost white-blonde in spots but obviously dark underneath. I don't mean skunky stripes or The Police, although it is very 80s-evocative. Early Googling has been futile or else I'd have an example here.

'Course, at the rate I'm going I might have to dye it dark to begin with. The situation is getting drastic. It's not bad right after a haircut, but the problem with keeping it this short, other than boyfriend quibbling, is that if I don't do anything to it, i.e. if I fail to blow-dry it and then apply "product," it just looks like a Koosh ball. Or Chia-head. Or something. It's an unfortunate look, put it that way. At the same time, I am not about to blast it dry and apply cupcake-smelling Brilliant Brunette goo and then yank a hat on over it, and it is most definitely Hat Weather, and probably will be until April.

woogie - woo