♪: the fray - over my head

I go to work in less than an hour and I still have to shower and fix my hair which is for shit because I get around really hot, steamy water which, therefore, causes it to curl.
It's all for nothing.
Literally.

I have thoughts to whether or not if I should cut all my hair off again.

That's how my hair is now.
It's longer if I straighten it and all that, but, since the natural curly hair of mine looks good, I don't bother anymore.

BOY OH BOY.
Knitting.
Omg.
Relaxing my fucking ass.
You know that scarf I was talking about? I MESSED UP AGAIN, JUST WHEN IT WAS TAKING SHAPE.
I'm so aggravated that I want to burn everything related to that fucking scarf.

It's usually an inch or so longer than that before I have to unravel the whole fucking entire fucking thing.
UGFUHGUIHGUIHG.
Yesterday, though, I bought shit to make a hatttttt.

What my fascination is with orange and blue is beyond me. Maybe it'll match the scarf that I'm going to knit when I finally finish the devil-sent scarf?
All I want to do anymore is knit. If I'm waiting, I feel as if I should knit to make it even out. I want to knit now, later, ever much later. I want to knit instead of sleep, I want to dream that I'm knitting. It's literally like an addiction to drugs.

Can't wait :)

ps - I fixed an entire box of macaroni only to discover I can't even eat half.
So, sorry kids in Africa, China, Cambodia, every country with starving children.

pss - Went to see the movie '9' last night with Sean and David. Two gay men. I feel awkward being the chick, BUT, I don't feel judged.
That movie was the worst movie I've seen this year - and I've seen pretty sucky movies. It hardly explained anything, I was left wondering two things, "If I paid money would I go demand a refund?" and "Should I start raving how much it sucks now, or wait for Sean and David?"
I waited, I'm always the one to hate movies.
All I'm saying is, DON'T WASTE YOUR LIFE.
asfmnkdkghdfgfdnkg.
I'm so angry.
I could have been high, or or or, KNITTING, I could have been knitting instead of that fucking movie.
I could have been at Cricket's until 10 and went home to knit, sober, mind you.
Btw, how did that go Cricket, your whole 'group' thing for your new job?