I stayed up all night last night, and I mean until six am or some such, watching the entire second season of The Office. Absolutely hilarious. The first season was a bit difficult for me to watch because I don’t think we should joke about racism or sexism because I guess I’m a hardass like that and take it very seriously. But the second season was totally better. Either that or I became desensitized over night. Which isn’t the case.

Anyway, a few weeks ago Jei brought home this amazing HAT (huge ass television) and it’s been the greatest thing in the world. I love watching movies and now I get to watch them while I’m laying in bed and it makes me very happy. Lots of things make me happy right now.

Oh, but what doesn’t make me very happy is the realisation that I adore fucking with my hair. I’m in a production right now, two actually, and I have to leave my hair this platinum blonde and I’m thinking- wow, I want to dye my hair. But I can’t. I have to ask permission. But I don’t know if I want to go brunette or red or… I just want to mess with it. But I can’t. Which makes me want to even more.

Crazy psychology.