Day 33

Chin hair is the current bane of my existence. I'm thoroughly convinced they are the karmic result of the constant teasing of the neighborhood lady who did nothing to tame her mustache and chin hair. And though you'd never see them upon first, second, or third look at me, I know they're there.

Enough about my chin hair woes.

Today is my 33rd day of unemployment. I think around day 28 I was becoming outrageously overcome with boredom. I have hobbies, don't get me wrong, but here's what I've learned about hobbies: they cost money. I just got this nice, gently used DSLR camera and realized that I need money to get to all the cool places to take pictures. And where I live, over here in the East Bay, is not very inspiring to me.

I have a hair consultant today. I think it's about time to permanently straighten my hair. For black women, permanently straightening their hair is commonly called a perm. About 3 years ago, I undertook the tedious task of growing out the perm to don my natural kinky hair. Now I'm tired of my natural hair and ready for a change!

I have to really think about this though. It took me a long time to grow my natural hair out, but I'm prone to flights of fancy. Me wanting my straight hair back is probably one of those flights.