Today is a good day because I'm having a really good hair day and that's all that really matters, isn't it?


I'm having a good hair day today, guys!

And I'm also tearing the same hair out of my head as I try and try and try again to get through page by page of this Grade 12 chemistry course that is whipping my butt sentence by difficult sentence. Help.

Meanwhile,




* Garbage. Sarah Jessica Parker, horse nostrils, and dead mice. Oh, and earthquakes. Story of my life.

That would be about it.

I'm too tired to even attempt to write anything witty or rude.

Comments

Anonymous said…
As long as it's a good hair day - ANYTHING is possible !
June 27, 2010 at 7:27 PM
Debbie said…
A good hair day can get you through a lot. Probably not chemistry though.
June 27, 2010 at 7:41 PM
RHYTHM AND RHYME said…
Pleased you had a good hair day if nothing else.

Yvonne.
June 28, 2010 at 3:06 AM
Unknown said…
I love good hair days...they have a way of completely changing my mood! glad you had one and heres hoping you have many many more...even in a row =)
June 28, 2010 at 1:38 PM
meleah rebeccah said…
Seriously, having a Good Hair Day is nothing short of a miracle for me too!
June 28, 2010 at 9:46 PM
RHYTHM AND RHYME said…
Mary if you go to my blog page there is an award awaiting for you, You always brings a smile if not out right laughter when I read your blogs, I thank you
Yvonne,
June 29, 2010 at 6:09 AM
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