haircuts, famous tennis players and some raving on topics political and vegetable

after being well below my shoulders for the past 3 years, i have cut my hair to shoulder length.

why is this notable, you may ask? it's not really, except that cutting 4 or more inches off of your hair is a great way to lose weight without exercise or diet. depending on the cut, you can actually look thinner too.

reviews for the new look are in:

A: omigosh i love it, you look beautiful, so sleek and professional (multiple exclamation marks)

BFWII: it looks really good (repeatedly, unprompted, also lots of staring)

Mom: very chic. i love it.

Sister I: thanks for the picture of your new do. it looks great. i love it. you look much older and more professional (that last part is intended as a compliment).

me: shit

my hair was getting pretty big, on account of all of the secrets i kept in there (reference: mean girls), so i feel quite light and airy without the 4 inches of baggage i was carrying around with me.

i'm not totally convinced that the bangs cover the necessary amount of my fivehead to con people into believing its just a forehead (like how ankle straps on sandals conceal my cankles). i may go back for some edits, or dare to edit myself, but other than that, i'm pretty pleased with the style, that was modeled after The Heidi Klum. pleased enough to spend $30 on product, in hopes of being able to re-create it in the comfort of my own home. i must have forgotten that the problem is never lack of product, it is chronic laziness on my part to blow-dry and straighten. hence why i wear a pony tail 95% of the time.

i always think that getting a style like this will force my hand, but really it just forces me to be more creative with bobby pins when i pull it back.

my expectations from a haircut like this are a little to high, as well. i pretty much expect getting 4 inches of hair lobbed off to turn me into a completely different person. people who wouldn't have noticed me before automatically fall in love with me, i get a promotion at work, win the lottery, and am engaged all in the span of 6 weeks when i have to go back in for a trim.

it has never happened in the past. but if i always let history dictate my future, i would still have a fem-mullet and married with 3 kids to my training boyfriend (the boyfriend everyone has in high school who you are convinced you will marry, but you never actually do, or you shouldn't, at least).

well, they fired, i'm sorry, let go of someone at work on friday, so maybe a promotion isn't far off. and i'm pretty sure BFWII fell in love with me all over again last night. so you never know, 256th time may be the charm.

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i found The Perfect Halloween Costume yesterday, and am now totally stoked about halloween. i was lukewarm to indifferent about halloween until then. and am not pissed i bailed on a costume party last night on account of how stellar my costume is.

i am going as the anna kournikova.

really, i just have always wanted to own a tennis skirt and figured halloween was a great excuse. it's also a good time to show of my hot new bod thanks to my post-break-up diet.

unfortunately, my hot new bod lasted as long as my post-break-up depression (approx 3.5 weeks), and i have since gained all of the weight back. my thinking is, if you have found an equilibrium, why tip the scale. also, i can't afford to purchase a whole new wardrobe, so might as well just maintain, rather than eliminate.

i'll still starve (read: engorge) myself all week, just in case.

just so you have a frame of reference for previous costumes:

age 5/6: strawberry, my mom made the costume, complete with stem (or hair wrapped in a green ribbon on the top of my head)
age 7/8: raggedy anne
age 10/11: snow bunny (left lipstick pink nose stain on neighbor's curtain, that remains to this day to mark my growth)
age 12: member of the Spice Girls, can't remember which one
age 13/14: pirate (not dirty pirate hooker like caroline, more wholesome pirate, with a hook)
age 15: mom's renaissance fair costume (or, dowdy)
age 18: skanky angel/fairy
age 19: skanky french maid
age 20: skanky french maid
age 21: skanky french maid
age 22: no costume - halloween boycott

so maybe anna kournikova isn't really the most exciting costume idea. but at least it got my halloween mojo back. i'm still taking recommendations, btw. and somewhere to wear my costume on halloween night (besides around my apt, because i've done that twice so far, today, an expect to try it on at least once per day till friday).

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(and now, please hold for my first political rant of the season)

election season is the best time for:

a) saturday night live (and saturday night live: weekend update thursday)
b) rolling stone magazine, which i recently and conveniently started receiving issues of, even though i have not requested, or paid for, a subscription

it has taken me until today to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why i started receiving this mystery subscription. i am a registered democrat in the southern state in which i currently live. something, by the way, that i am not very happy about, which happend only because i was forced to relinquish the driver's license of my home state of colorado in exchange for one of this state, in order to purchase my prius, and i said 'yes' when they asked me if i would like to register to vote at the same time. i am not very happy for a simple reason. this state is a pink state. colorado is a yellow state, that has been all but ignored during previous election seasons because it was traditionally pink, and it's measly 9 electoral votes weren't really game changers. mccain made an appearance last week, obama is holding a rally there pretty much as i write this. anyways, i wish my one measly vote was going to a state where that one measly vote could potentially tip the scales, rather than just slide it a little more to the left.

anyways, i have a sneaking suspicion that my official democrat status has led to this rolling stone subscription. as rolling stone is unabashedly not just left leaning, but left, period. and the first issue (and the most recent) both featured glowing articles about obama.

the most recent issue also features an article about the great state of colorado. and how finally, after a rich tradition in being embarassingly republican, coloradian brains are beginning to acclimatize to the lack of oxygen and finally coming to their senses, or, voting democrat.

the subscription has also suspiciously learned my new address, as i just checked the label, and it no longer has that 'please inform maile of new address' sticker on it, but just my new address. creeeeepppyyyy.

although i am looking forward to election day, and flexing my democratic muscle like a good citizen, i am sad to see the end of all the hilarity that this election season has brought (really just the end to tina faye's cameos). really, its only hilarious if you forget the fact that it is scary as hell that the political process has failed us to the extent that it has. Such as, allowing a senile, near-death presidential candidate to nominate a bitchy hockey mom with too much lipstick and answers as enlightening and informed as one south carolina miss. teen usa candidate as v.p. on his ticket. after 30 minutes of face time. and i haven't mentioned the delicate state of our economy. such as.

if i'm being honest, i am scared to death of november 4th.

(the end, of my rant, for now)

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i accidentally bought a butternut squash instead of a spaghetti squash at the grocery store today. turns out butternut squash is really good, when baked, with coconut sprinkled on top.

just a little tip, from me to you.

your welcome.