there is this plan

where, in between the not leaving the house but for chancedly and randomish,
and between workings, i work on writing, create this great piece of money-making scheme
fully researched

working title -- a zombie love story


did i meantion (i mean
mean to mention. will mention.) that i love creating the facebook event and then watching, refreshing, for people to make their respondings?

i make up words like an anyone, motherfucks. and curse with the love of them. that's a pixie way of putting it. like a cut. not the hair, but it's hard to grow out bangs when they keep as un-evening selves.
- needing side trims - changing lengths what with the parting on which side.

i forgot how distracting it gets.
the accoutrements of performing woman.
but also something easyish
just to rub a little cream in the strands and twirl it and pat it a bit and then mostly just leave it to hang from my head. twirling into tiny buns at back or taking the bangs up away from the face in my couch time. at the desk time.