(The Mighty Kymm--you'll not see nothing like!)


14 March

So, last night I went to bed at 12.30a, thinking, "This is so great! I will get eight hours of sleep and everything will be all sunshine and roses and happy fairies dancing through a garden of delight!"

I have no idea why I never learn, goddammit. Because of course I woke up somewhere around 4a because That Damn Cat Monty just couldn't settle down. This wouldn't be a problem, except for the fact that he sleeps on the pillow with my head and all that stomping around meant stepping on my hair. And when he would lie down he would purr so loud that even I, who can sleep through anything, lay there, eyes wide.

I was awake for an hour and a half or so, then fell back asleep, and when the alarm rang I hit snooze for half and hour and got up even later than usual. Whenever I try to get enough sleep I am always screwed.

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I have lots of stories to tell, but no time to tell them in, because I would like to get to work on time for once this week and get my breakfast and everything, so I'll just tell this one:

I was at McDonald's the day before yesterday, and the counter girl was eying my hair. I haven't dyed it since right before Jessie was here, which means that it is incredibly faded. It's kind of silvery all over with some magenta in the front, light blue on one side and light green on the other. Don't ask me why it's fading that way. it does what it likes.

Anyway, the girl was looking at it, and she finally said:

"Is that your real hair colour?"
"What?"
"Did you dye your hair that colour?"
"No, I dyed it dark purple, this is how it is fading."
"It's so pretty! It looks like...remember that cartoon, Rainbow Brite?"

So that's me, I'm Rainbow Brite!

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What cartoon character do you remind people of?

And we're still talking about the stupidest thing we've ever done, what we want to be when you grow up, and unusual things we find sexy.

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Today's horoscope:
Today's the day for releasing old, negative emotions. Let go of hurt, resentment, anger, frustration and you'll find life opens up.

One year ago today:
I am Flunky Stinker-Sniffer.

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