Sexday

My hubby's been out of town for a week but he's on his way back home right now ^_^ sadly it's a 20-hour drive, so that puts him home around 8a tomorrow. The plan is that Sunday will be Sexday since we both have the day off, and we're planning on getting shit-face drunk Saturday night to make the whole thing more fun. W00! Alcohol and sexapalooza? Sign me up!

I start to school next week, so I'm super excited about that.

My hair is officially brownish redish auburn as of Monday. I like it a lot.

College football is on and it's really fucking stupid.

I really don't want to be at work right now.. like for realz. I'm super tired. I'd really like to go take a nap in my car, but I don't think that would help me out much right now. Hopefully I can get in bed relatively early tonight, after drinks with my mom, grocery shopping, going to New Fine Arts, then cleaning the house before my husband gets home.. ugh.

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So I was driving to my in-laws' house to pick up some moneys (I cut and highlighted the little ones' hair for school), and I'm exiting, pop my tranny into neutral to coast and avoid stalling (because there's a shitty fuel delivery problem that stalls me out when I get below 1/4 tank of gas) and my RPMs shoot up to 2k, then there's a *pop* noise and my car stalls out. I pulled to a stop and tried turning it over. Rerr-rerr-rerr. Nothing. Rerr-rerr-rerr. Nothing. My car won't turn over. Luckily my in-laws live up the hill from the exit I took, so they came down and towed me to their house, where my husband met me. After some close examination, we guess at the distributor cap and rotor needing to be replaced. We replace them. Rerr-rerr-rerr. Nothing. Still won't turn over. So we leave it there and go home because he had to leave to go out of town. I call my mechanic yesterday and tell him what happened. Diagnosis: timing belt. UGH!! Those are such a BITCH to replace, because they're wrapped around the water pump in my make of car. So I've gotta pay to have it replaced, but at least I was coasting when it happened, so when the belt broke it didn't flip out and wrap around something else, like my crankshaft. That would've broke me.

All this was said so I could say this: I had to spend my hair appointment money on getting my car fixed, which means, after tomorrow, I will no longer be blonde. I'm taking my hair back down to what should be a chestnut brown. Not my natural color, by any means. I hate my natural color. But my roots are getting pretty awful, and I don't trust myself to bleach out my roots without causing my scalp severe pain and damage via chemical burns, so I'm dying it back. Myself.

This should be interesting.

Stupid Clean Fun

I enrolled in school! I'm officially a cosmetology student! YAY!! I'm $15k+ in debt for student loans, but hey, I can pay them off later ^_^

My husband and I had been hardcore fighting for three days. He's absolutely ridiculous and immature when we argue. Luckily we got over it and had amazing couch sex Wednesday night. Then Thursday I was out of town doing someone's hair until like 10:30 that evening (I got lost on the way home, UGH) and we were both tired so no sex. Then the past two nights I've come home relatively intoxicated.. and both times I've wanted sex (because that's what happens when I drink).. and two nights ago I started my period. No sex for me! UGH. It's seriously frustrating, because now I have to wait another 3 days to get off my period so I can get laid, and my husband is leaving for San Antonio on business tonight before I get home from work, so I don't even get to see him.. this blows. As good as the money is, I don't think I like him travelling. We always end up fighting for some reason while he's gone. At least I get to text him, but other than that I don't get to talk to him until he gets back in range for our cell phones.

The Olympics are on our TV at work.. since when are ping pong, badmitton, and the stupid lacrosse-variance game they're playing now qualifying Olympic "sports"? And why aren't skateboarding or cagefighting good enough? They both require physical skill and endurance. Stupid Olympics.

Okay, I'm off my soap box for now.