I want it all

Have you ever noticed that when you go to get your haircut, the second you walk in the salon, suddenly your hair looks freakin flawless and you wonder what the hell your doing there because frankly, you look awesome and your hair is the shizzle.

that was totally a run on sentence and i recognize that fact..thank you.

Then as your sitting in the chair after they have washed your hair, you get a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and you look like some freakish monster. Suddenly you went from one hot momma to some ugly fuddy duddy who desperately needs a haircut.

Why when your at home and you get out of the shower and start doing your hair, you don't look bad with wet hair, in fact, you look damn good...

Not a care in the world, you look good, and you know it...

Then BAM your in the chair with the cape on, and suddenly your like the monster that lives under the stairs..

How do these things occur?

Another thing, I am always uneasy when I have to speak to someone with crossed eyes or someone who has a bum eye or a glass eye..or anything of that sort, because I just don't know where to look.

I took Boo to Burger King today, because she is cute...I got a salad and a dt coke and she got some chicken and applesauce.

This was actually the second time I have been to Burger King in this town...I hate Burger King...there I said it..

The woman who waited on us was either cross eyed, or had one eye that a eagle pecked out...I'm not sure which..

I found myself just wanting to write my order on a napkin so I didn't have to make eye contact, because I didn't know what eye was the good one..

And if I had a moment, and if it was politically correct, I coulda figured it out with a good long stare..

But since that is not polite, I just didn't look at her.

I felt bad, but I didn't wanna talk to her whilst lookin in her bum eye...

So those are my delima's for today..

C u suckers next week...