I’ve decided I’m kind of tired of being mousy blonde. I’m going red. With highlights.
There’s about $400 tucked away, hidden from view. I feel a tattoo coming on. I’m not sure quite what, maybe those morning glories, maybe I’ll take my hip scar and turn it into a scimitar.
You can get contact lenses in all sorts of colors, even violet. I think that would look good with the red hair.
What I’m really tired of is this housewife gig. I’m thinking, I’ll get my CDL, and go to work for Terry. He’s always needing truck drivers.
Change, it’s what’s for dinner.