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Thursday, July 18, 2002

I really have nothing to say.

Today was kind of blah - slept late, probably spent more time online than I should have, failed at accomplishing anything. Did walk to Rite Aid, where I picked up:

-a new bottle of my favorite shade of nail polish
-cheap blue eyeshadow (because I've been wearing more blue recently)
-cheap plum lipstick
-nail polish remover
-envelopes
-bargain-priced ear cuffs (which are cool and funky, and if I can just find some studs I can stand, I may be able to wear multiple things in my ears, thereby looking cool without punching additional holes in my body!)

I also bought red hair dye. I tend to have 24-shampoos-or-less red hair dye in my bathroom roughly half of the time, because I have yet to find a better cure for Truman Capote's "mean reds". Sometimes, you need to spontaneously change your hair color. Having the dye around is always a bit dangerous the day of purchase, but soon I'll forget it's there - until the rise of the mean reds. The new stuff is darker than I usually go, but that jibes nicely with my new, "alternative" edge.

Of course, tonight Edge Girl made herself a salad and couscous for dinner, used her cell's free long distance to talk to her buddy Whitney, and ate some ice cream while watching American Idol (the results of which pleased her somewhat). Now, she's reading a book about cooks for a project.

She has no energy to write. She barely has the energy to listen to jazz.

Edge Girl isn't too sharp, I think. *g*

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