Friday, April 30, 2010

oh dear

I shouldn't be allowed near shops when I am cross or upset.  I should be locked in a room with Enya playing and those revolting chicken soup for the soul type books until I get over myself.

I've dyed my hair black.

(It's such an emo thing to do - I'm a little embarrassed now)


  1. Perhaps this weekend. It's sent my hair all frizzy too. I feel like a pasty overweight version of Cher.

  2. I believe Cher looks a bit too much like a man to be a viable comparison here.

  3. But your hair looks lovely in black!
    Stop complaining and turn the bloody Enya off, that's what's the matter with you!