Today is day two of the process. Yesterday I left the things on for half an hour, when I peeled them off it was like I’d stuck my teeth in a vat of silicone – and I don’t mean like the time I accidentally bit Boobie McGee’s tit.
The strips are slimy and taste like a mixture of unclean draft-line sludge and iodine. Another thing I noticed – my teeth hurt. They feel like after you leave the dentist and they’ve taken that drilling apparatus to your sensitive gums and scraped for three hours. Well, I guess that’s why my hair dye says DO NOT SWALLOW. Apparently peroxide hurts the teeth.
Peroxide, silicone – if you didn’t know any better you’d think I was talking about Malibu Barbie.
I spent most of the day today in Staffing Agency telephone interviews – wearing my PJs and slippers. Now that’s the way to do a job interview. You feel more relaxed, they can’t see the panic on your face when they ask why you left your last job and if your nose is itchy then by God you get to scratch it.
Too bad you couldn’t do a first date over the phone. The guy asks you a retarded question, you simply hang up. Date’s over.
I’m debating whether to dye my hair blond again or go dark. I wore a wig to my friends party on Saturday night (it was a “P” party – you had to dress up as something that started with a “P”, Blondie and I went as Private Investigators). Almost everyone told me it looked great – but then again, they didn’t know it was a wig so perhaps they were trying to not hurt my feelings.
I’ve been dark before but I’m starting to really love the blonde. Maybe I’ll go blonde once more before the cold weather comes and then go dark.
That’s right, like a rabbit…actually, I think they’re the other way around. Whatever.