Tuesday, June 23, 2009

The Humility of Humidity

I really struggle for title names... but it is quite humid here and my hair tends to do frizzy, curly things because of it, so... Plus I'm a sucker for alliteration.

Because I'm a sentimental person (and because I needed to pick up my degree) I went by my former college, yesterday. Sadness. However, I have a friend who is in one of my former classes and she wants me to sit in with her on Wednesday. I don't see this friend very often because we are mostly only situational friends who see each other when we happen to be in the same places. But I do think she is awesome and the class happens to be one of my favorites, so I'll probably do it. Plus she's having what she describes a "religious crisis." I have empathy for her in that regard. My crisis is pretty much over because now I realize that I'm probably screwed either way. And it's not pessimism, it's realism. I have a good spirit or core or whatever, but I do some lousy things at times. And sometimes I do some pretty awesome things. Then sometimes I don't do things at all. I don't want to speak for all females (of course I will anyway cause I'm a giver), but our hormones really suck donkey balls.

In conclusion, I think I will start taking testosterone injections, shave my head, change my name to Phil, and buy a truck. At least then the humidity won't fuck up my hair.