Ever keep your hair in such a tight, high-on-the-crown pony tail that your scalp hurts at the end of the day? I just love the feeling of a pony tail bouncing along behind me all day long.
Then again, pig tails are really cute too. They don’t feel as cute though.
So I’m in limbo right now, decision wise. Do I like this stupid crush guy or not? Am I ever going to speak to Randy (reformed maniac, now buddhist ex-boyfriend) again?
Arg. I wish there was a really reliable oracle I could go to and just get the answers. Life doesn’t work that way, though. Probably a good thing. If the answers were that easy to come by where would the challenge be?
Maybe I’ll post one of those on-line personals.