*09/01/2013*

I finally went to get my hair cut. I had at least 3-4 inches cut off. It feels & looks so much better now. I couldn’t get a pic with a good angle of the haircut. Here is one from flickr that I played around with to make it have more of a vintage and  feel to it. The original wasn’t as good. Someone suggested that I put in a before pic. I don’t take too any pics but this is one I posted on OD just recently when my hair was like a crazy lions mane. My co-worker kept making jokes about bats going for my hair. We have bats up above the ceiling tiles in some places. In the building, so far none in my office yikes! So that was part of the incentive. Not that I really thought one would go into my hair.

I went to the Fireworks last night and also tonight. I Missed most of it last night. I walked there and back. The motivation for that was I had a cold stone creamery vanilla swirl with sprinkles ice cream cone and needed to walk that off. To get to the fireworks I walked down one of the busiest streets in the city. I could have walked down the street where I live which leads right to the Broadway area where the fireworks were taking place. It primarily has 4 way stop signs though and unmarked intersections. This city has way too many drunk drivers on weekends. I got a "hey you" and a "what’s up" from random guys yelling from their cars. I never really understood why guys do that.

Last night after the fireworks I went to Mcdonalds. They had 1 till open. So it really wasn’t fast food in any way. The elderly man behind me complained about how expensive things at Mcdonalds are these days. It is one of the cheapest places to eat at. Not saying the food is good quality but it is cheap. Ok yeah things aren’t 25 cents any more but such is life. I ordered a strawberry shortcake Mcflurry (snack size.) And whatever genius designed that place, made the ordering area tiny. 

A few days ago I dreamed someone stabbed me in my knee repeatedly with a knife. The blood gushed and I could feel the pain as though it was actually happening. Last night I dreamed someone gave me a grey wild  boar as a present. I was out in the pen with the animal. It started to run at m e and tried to attack me. I ended up squeezing the animal and it turned into this raw skin long skinny piece of flesh. I went into my parents house and left bloody handprints on the wall. I tried to hide the marks. My Mom and Dad came in and I pretended that nothing had happened. Then I began to sob and said "The boar ran at me and I killed it by mistake." I looked outside and the boar was alive and running around.