
Oh. My. God. There is a fly flying around the office, and it is pissing me off. I'm glad no one's here to watch me have spasms trying to shoo it away.
And I'm finally fed up enough with my hair (swatting at that fly made it come loose from its four bobby pins and elastic) that I made an appointment to get it cut. Tomorrow morning.
As for me, I'm leaving. I'll take some pictures tonight of the hippie-style headband for the Lions Show.
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