Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Tuesday, September 09, 2003

I think I forgot to mention that after the treatment with the atlas orthogonal doctor, the pain in my neck disappeared. I can't remember how long it had been that tight, but even years ago my ex was trying to give me a neck massage and the left side hurt too much.

I have my first appointment with a hair stylist this afternoon since before my surgery (if you count the girl at Cost Cutters who shaved the rest of my hair off). I didn't think much of it until yesterday when it finally hit me that the poster session with media coverage is tomorrow! And I still have hair that reminds me of the boys in my junior high school. I still don't see any signs of curls, but it's too short to tell for sure.

During the long time in my life where I had the wrong things dominating my life, my hair took a rear seat. I tried to grow it out, figuring it would be easier to pull it back into a ponytail or something. But it was too fine to stay in a ponytail. It wasn't until sometime after graduation that I but it short. Then I cut it shorter, and tried to spend some effort in styling. But it was still pretty simple.

However my hair turns out this time, it starts darker than ever. Maybe the hats protect it from the sun which would lighten it up....