4/6/06

Olympus Stylus 800 digital camera, because it’s 8 megapixels instead of 7.2. After using it, he’s decided he likes his current camera more, because it’s smaller and fits in his pocket better. But he threw the receipt away, and can’t return the camera. So, if any of you are interested in getting an almost brand new 8 megapixel camera for $300 (that includes shipping), let me know. First come, first served.

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You may or may not have noticed that this week my entries are going up later in the day. That’s ’cause I’ve started turning off my computer at night and won’t allow myself to turn it on in the morning until after I’ve exercised, showered, and done some housework. It’s amazing, the amount of shit you can get done in a day when you’re not plopped on your ass in front of the computer. Who knew? I don’t expect this self-discipline to last forever, but hopefully at least for the next few weeks until I can get this damn house whipped into shape.
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Yesterday was a busy errand-running day for me. I had a hair appointment at 9, left there at 10:45, went to Sam’s, the grocery store, and then got home around noon. The hair appointment was okay, but I am in despair over my hair. As in, I am not fond of my current hairstyle, but I don’t know what I want to do about it. This is me, currently:
(Shaddup, I know I need to do SOMETHING about my freakin’ eyebrows) And I just don’t like it much. My hair is already pretty thin from the thyroid issues, and I’m freaking out about the possibility of losing even more hair in the coming months due to the surgery. Now, when it comes to thinning hair I think that some people are under the impression that growing out your hair and kind of teasing the top of it will hide a multitude of sins, but I am here to tell you that I’ve seen a woman with very thin hair, and it’s long and teased on the top and all that serves to do is draw your eye to the scalp that is clearly visible under the teased hair. Now, I’m sure I’d rather be skinny and bald than fat and hairified, but what I’d MUCH prefer to be is skinny and hairified, thanks. So anyways, I’ve been looking at hairstyles ever since I knew I was going to have the surgery, and what I’ve heard – and what kind of makes sense if you think about it – is to get a ‘do with short layers. And I’ve found a hairstyle I really like and so I saved the picture to my hard drive so I can think about it, and the more I look at it, the more I think I like it, but I can’t quite take the next step to actually have my hairchick cut my hair like that.
Oh, I don’t knowwwwwww. I know y’all have opinions on the subject, share ’em with me! What I really ought to do is chop all my hair off and buy me a Dolly Parton wig. Can’t beat $19.95!
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Actually, I just spent half an hour online looking up “hair loss” and “synthroid”, and found that 1) Possibly I need a T3/ T4 drug combination instead of a standalone T4 and 2) (And I know someone mentioned this to me in the past) They’re thinking now that a higher dose of Synthroid might be the way to go because – and I quote – In the 1960s it was textbook material after 70 years of experience using thyroid that a dose below 180 mg of desiccated thyroid could not be measured clinically or in the laboratory. In other words it was without effect. The approximate equivalent dose of synthroid or thyroxine (T4) would be about 180 micrograms. Maybe I should just suck it up and make an appointment with my doctor to discuss hair loss issues and the shit I’ve found online (I KNOW doctors have got to LOVE the internet. How many times do you suppose they hear “I was looking around on the internet and….” and just cringe?). I could have her look at the ugly mole on the back of my neck while she’s at it!
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Who needs a lawnmower when you have a Sugarbutt? I imagine that when Miz Poo woke up and realized she was snuggling with Tommy, there was a serious smackdown. “How YOU doin’?”
All of today’s uploaded pictures are hither.
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Previously 2005: I think that a more accurate description would be “covered the annoyance of itching by making your skin feel as though you’re being set on fire.” 2004: Meme. 2003: No entry. 2002: No entry. 2001: No entry. 2000: Fred’s such a bastard.]]>