I realized after I hit "publish" that my freak-out happened on Tuesday, not Wednesday. So, I'm sorry Wednesday. You're slightly less of a filthy whore than your sister Tuesday.
- I went to the gym on WEDNESDAY and didn't seriously hurt myself. I only hit myself in the head with a bar once and I didn't fall of the treadmill. I still look like a newborn giraffe while I'm on it/trying to get off, but I'm ok with that as long as no one else is looking.
- "Light auburn" lowlights on light blonde hair = pink. A funky purplish/pinkish magenta color. But I'm going to own it and pretend I'm just trying to be trendy.
- I still can't figure out why my left armpit smells different than the right. It's probably nothing, but I'm pretty sure it's cancer.
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