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If there were video of what just transpired, it would be a minor YouTube hit.

Phone rings at 6 am. Yanks me out of a hard sleep. (Um, not helped by the fact that my ring tone is Dean being snarky. However, not as scary as I'd worried it would be. Oddly comforting, even.) I do my standard stumble and groan like Frankenstein's monster trying to find my phone and/or glasses.

Find both, naturally just after the person hangs up. Number I don't recognize.

So this leads to the inevitable - me turning on the laptop at this early hour to figure out who the number belongs to. Then, when the laptop takes forever, calling my dad's cell because the only person I know out and about at this hour (actually on the road as it were) is my dad, so have to make sure he hasn't been in a car accident.

For the record, dad is okay, phone number search turned up nothing, and I'm bleary eyed and going back to bed. *g*

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I hate the gym. Even though I can actually do pull ups now and I couldn't when I started.

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Also, I hate the left side of my body and it's random pains. Because the right side thinks the left side is a wuss.

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Somebody hacked into something to do with VISA, the result of which is the NC State Employee's Credit Union reissuing debit cards to EVERYONE. I mean everyone. And a new PIN. I've had my card and PIN since I was 16. That's...dudes, that's half my life. I'm supposed to forget a number I've used half my life?

Incidentally, I got my new PIN today. The new card still hasn't gotten here.

bubblesbrnaid, you'll be wanting to keep an eye out for that as well.

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My dog is in love with his teddy. So much so that he will sit on the couch, staring over the back at me (my desk is behind the couch), trying to shove teddy at me. Just so I'll throw it for him. (He's getting more exercise. And he hasn't torn it to shreds yet. This is totally win-win.)

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I solemnly swear that I am not allowed to touch hair dye for the next year.

*sigh*

I dyed my hair. I dyed my hair light natural golden brown. My hair is almost black. I do not understand the chemical make-up of my hair and why it does this!

The only good news is this - my sister's friend Misty (who always has cute hair) is currently working at a salon here in town. I'm going to call her tomorrow or Monday about an appointment to get my hair cut (I have way too much hair, plus breakage issues, plus it's been possibly 8 months since a good cut) and some highlights. At least reddish highlights or golden highlights can cut the overwhelming blackness.

Maybe Dale Earnhardt is haunting my hair. (It would explain the blackness.)


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Also, could this dang headache go away? I want to be able to eat my peanut butter cup pie at some point. Just a small piece, since I had way too many salmon patties for dinner.


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Vickers was on "Rome is Burning" or whatever it's called today. I'm going to watch it shortly, but I don't anticipate much. Mainly because Jim Rome hates NASCAR and has refused for years to talk about it. The only good thing is that if anyone can be calm and logical and take down Jim in an argument, Vickers can.