Fuzz

I am a very routined person. I pretty much do the same thing every morning getting ready for work. This morning, after getting up, brushing my teeth/washing my face/putting in my contacts/showering/lotioning/putting on mascara, I went in and made the coffee/fed the cats/took my vitamins and went back to the bathroom to dry my hair/put on more mascara/figure out what to wear. But my hair dryer didn't work. It sputtered some and gave a weak attempt at blowing out hot air, but it didn't stay on. And I was afraid it would blow up, which I have had happen to me before, and didn't want to happen again, mostly because I never paid attention to how to put out an electrical fire.

Some of you may know that I don't have the kind of hair that dries naturally into regular hair. My hair dries naturally into a mass of fuzz. And crazy shapes. And now you all know this. I also am not the kind of person who owns a travel hair dryer/prepares for early morning disasters such as this.

So I stuck my head upside down in front of the fan and froze my ass off as I tried to dry my hair. It isn't really working. Basically I am going to look like shit all day today and I'm not happy about it.

But I'm not going to consider this an omen or anything. I'm just going to live for a day with this fuzz and look like shit and hope that people notice my fabulous personality and realize that I am more than just really good hair.

Bitter.