Centripetal Force

It's 12:23, technically a new day. Worries today???? Sure as hell not. Who worries about anything? Certainly not me. My biggest thing to think about today? Perhaps why people lie, but more about the fact that I need to get my hair trimmed and the girl who does my hair is still on maternity leave. Fuck...fuck...fuck. Sure, I could go to Deuce. But then I'll hate myself later. Jesus. Although I will say that I had a really good hair day today/yesterday. I suppose that's a positive thing, right? And yes, thinking of trivial things such as your hair is refreshing. Go with it. Just saw a preview for Nine. I'm pretty sure that's a must see...at least for me. That might be a 'flying solo' gig, but that's alright. Need to be by myself. Still haven't watched the Penn/Sanchez fight yet. I really just don't want to see the vagina sized cut that everyone says is on Diego's forehead. Not appealing; nor is the thought of him getting his ass beat...even if it is by B.J. I'm hot and cold, hot and cold right now. I can't keep this sweater on or off. I can't sleep comfortably lately. I'm irritated. I'm absolutely terrified of ships and the ocean, but I'm currently thinking that the most relaxing thing on this planet might be to be on some boat (not talking cruise here) in the middle of the ocean, preferably alone. I totally just had deja vu. That must be because I keep falling for the same thing over and over. Or maybe it's not so much falling for it as it is just typical cyclical behavior by others and they just can't help it. When do girls realize that their mothers were right? Over and over again as women, but that doesn't ever stop them. Eh, I'm sure it's the fever and the wine talking. On the bright side, I do have my New Year's Eve free for the first time in years. Oh,the options before me...