Complete and Utter Fluff.

A brief parody(e).

Complete and Utter Fluff.

To be fair, it often is.

 

To dye, or not to dye. That is the question.
Whether ‘tis nobler in my age to suffer
The slings and arrows of OUTRAGEOUS gray hair,
Or to take pigments against a sea of silvering,
And by painting cover them? To dye, to shade;
No more; and by a shade to say we end
The heart-ache of the thousand natural colors
That hair is heir to, ‘tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d.

Don’t mind me. I’m just contemplating coloring my hairs again.

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This is the color it turns when I dye it black. Because my hair is freaking AWESOME, that’s why.

I’mma Let You Write Something, But Tubin’ With Friends is the Greatest Thing Ever

I spent most of yesterday on a giant, yellow, inflatable tire floating down a section of a nearby river. There were friends, and margaritas, and splishy-splashy, talking and giggles, and and and…

It. Was. Awesome.

I did learn a few things, however. I feel I should pass these on to you, as a public service. Because I am a helper.