Revelations in Cooking and Hair

I went to the hippie grocery store yesterday in hopes of finding some "healthy" things to satisfy the soul-crushing junk food cravings I have been experiencing of late (namely, English muffin pizzas). It was the most intimidating experiencing of my life. There were approximately 6283726257393 varieties of soy milk and, I kid you not, 2/3 of the store was occupied by various mysterious supplements. I was, however, able to find some English muffins and a lovely squash although chicken was a little harder to come by. There was plenty of tofurkey, though. Needless to say, I will not be going back, even for the 90-calorie English muffins that ended up being quite tasty.

Also, I cut my hair. Bangs, people, bangs. I celebrated getting a C on my first business law exam by going to a random walk-in haircutting place on Green Street and letting some woman have her way with my hair. I haven't gotten over the initial shock, but they do make me feel kind of sassy.

I miss everyone like whoa and I can't wait to see you all this weekend!!! I'm trying to figure out a way to get my half-finished bottle of TGIFriday's orange dream mix home sans refrigerator for consumption by all my favorite people. Woo booze n Bratz!