I just tried to call my favorite hair salon to make a haircut appointment. Answering machine picks up. They never had an answering machine before! Answering machine says: "(Former Salon Name) Medical"! Eeeeeeeeek. I guess you can tell the last time I cut my hair was July. Yeah. Yeesh. I've been going to that place for years and years. How distressing. I did call a different place, and now the lady cutting my hair is going to be all chatty-like. At least at the old place, they knew by now that I'm not the chatty type, hehehe.

Okay, weirdness. There was just a knock on the door. Some guy selling some kind of sub promotion thing looked at me all confused-like, then asked if my mom or dad was home. I said no, not till after 5:30ish. He then asked if I was in fact, over 18. Hahahahahaha. Come on now, people. I thought I had graduated to looking at least 18.

Oh well. That is the excitement of my day so far. Eeeep. I'm scared of this new salon place. Don't you think I'm allowed to be, if I am apparently under 18? HAHAHAHAHAHA. Have a lovely rest of the afternoon. :)

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