I dye... dye... dye.

I dyed my hair today that Red Copper Spritz color. It's fairly orange, but because my hair is so dark, the dye doesn't show up as easily. So for all of you that thought my hair was beautiful the way it was should just hang out with me in mild lighting. It's difficult to really tell the color isn't natural unless I go out in the sunlight, in which case it's clearly orange. I think I kind of like it, although I broke my promise to never dye my hair. I thought I could make an exception for it because I was getting paid, and without that money I can't really afford the milk... I had a thought but I can't finish it because some random guy showed up at our house asking if we wanted him to mow the lawn... it really does need to be mowed. Anyway, my hair is alright looking. I don't have a camera right now but I plan on acquiring one before I go on my milk drinking escapade. So far Ashley and Mark are in. We're all going to drink chocolate milk. Ashley and I are drinking chocolate because we prefer it to regular, and Mark's drinking it because I said that he couldn't do it and he has to prove me wrong. Men. If anybody else would like to try it feel free to join us, but this offer ends SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY... ahahaha... ah... that was a hearty laugh. Back on course: The plan is to do it tomorrow, so you have about 7 hours to contact me. It's such a pretty day. I hate to waste it cooped up inside, but until I get another credit card to afford warm-weather clothing I'm better off indoors. I guess I could just wear nothing, but there's always a chance that people like Mitch will get offended.