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Too tired to think of a title, but

I dreamt last night that I was listening to NPR and arguing with a co-worker about which was the better play, A Winter's Tale or King Lear.

I knew I was a giant dork, but this has raised the bar so high that I now fear that I have been marked for death.

Also, I uploaded some pictures from Three Rings's Bling Party over on Flickr. None of them seem to have captured the hair-curling that I spent an hour on.

Curling Asian hair is a long and complicated process, and it starts with Step 1 : Set curling iron to 'fry.' I'm a little miffed that I've had tangled and damaged hair for a week now despite my hair starting to uncurl before I'd finished curling the rest of it. The only person who managed to catch it on film was Bill. Thank you, Bill.

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Andre:

Looks good to me =]

I used to straighten my hair, back in the day. I remember I had to be careful about the time frame in which I straightened it, because unless I slept on my newly flat hair it came out horribly.

Those were teh days.

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