It’s time for more anxiety dream fun with Viv!
I love my haircut but it has one pitfall, because of the bangs it goes from cute to unmanageable overnight. I have an appointment with Penny (my hairdresser whom I am in love with) to get it cut tomorrow but clearly it is on my nerves because I’m dreaming about it.
I dreamt that I was getting a haircut from someone who wasn’t Penny. It seems I can’t help myself when it comes to cheating. Penny, I’m sorry!
I was trying to explain what I wanted and I couldn’t just say take an inch off because my hair was really long, except for my bangs. Which means I had a mullet.
I tried to find a picture on my computer but I couldn’t get it to work, natch. I couldn’t figure out why I was with this new hairdresser, especially since I already scheduled an appointment with Penny.
Then I realized I forgot my wallet so I wrote a check from her checkbook. Then I couldn’t get home because I didn’t have my car, so I borrowed hers. I told her I would meet her at her house and the drive over was sketchy because I was suddenly on a bike with a box of kittens under my arm and they were trying to get out!
I got to her house and realized that I paid her with her own money and borrowed her car, leaving her stranded but somehow she managed to get home, and I had her kittens and now I needed a ride to my house. Aren’t I the best client ever?
Penny, please don’t leave me!
Time to cut the crap.
More records, 49 of them.
Look how young Emmylou Harris is. Wow.
I could use some of that happy feeling.
This is just creepy. Looks at love and life? Looks like a pervert to me.
Blows against the Empire. Blows what? Smoke?
A timeless classic.
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