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Despite the rain, I was invited to dinner tonight and I just have to laugh at the way my brain works. I washed my hair last night because it was pretty gross from sweat, dirt, sunscreen, bug spray, leaves, etc. and was going to straighten it this morning. Then, since it's raining and because I have the worst hair ever, I figured why bother straightening it when it's going to frizz up at the slightest hint of humidity? So I went to work, looking like a fool with my hair in a frizzy ponytail (I ran out of hairspray,) and not quite sure what clothes I put on since I was a quarter awake this morning (colors include, but not limited to: maroon, black, gray, white, and blue. I mean?) This evening, I'm going to straighten my hair because I still have a little bit of dignity left and would like to be presentable in a social setting if not in a professional one. All that to say: why didn't I just straighten my hair this morning and look as possibly presentable in both settings? Oh, me..
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