It’s quiet. Too quiet. For approximately the next two hours, until I have to wake Leo up to leave to pick Scarlett up from preschool, I have the house, and the silence within, to myself. I should run quickly and start some laundry or clean the bathroom, but I feel like that would be a waste of precious, precious time alone. So, I’ll spend that time on the Interwebs as that is always the most logical and natural choice.
Today, I’m getting my hair cut for the first time since our move — at a new salon, with a new stylist. I spent the last few years working on my relationships with Carla and Samer, and now I feel like we’ve broken up because we knew long distance wouldn’t work, and I have to get back out there and meet new stylists, and I really just want to be in a long-term relationship, and this is the first date. I hope I don’t reek of desperation. However, I’m pretty excited because I have a mullet right now, and I’d like it to be gone.
I hope you’ve got some awesome plans for this weekend. I don’t because Brian will be studying all weekend, but after a lengthy text conversation with Gerbs about the merits of the classic 1993 film So I Married an Axe Murderer, I realized that not only is this my favorite movie (and it is), it also pretty much single-handedly defined my sense of humor. That, and 1776 (the musical comedy in which our forefathers sing and dance). So, in honor of 90s coffee houses, the leather helmet the actress wears at 0:55, and weird and subtle humor, I give you Mr. Charlie Mackenzie.