i feel like way too often i blog about my stomach issues.  rather than continue that trend…maybe i should acknowledge that something is up…down there.

i’m in fairly desperate need of a hair cut.  it’s funny that while living in boston (and before that new york and before that connecticut) i’d make any excuse to fly to LA to have MARTIN work his magic but now we’re so close and i’m sort of at a loss about what to do.  there’s no chance i’m going to LA before camp, which is fine because if i were to get a quick cut from MARTIN there’s a really good chance (certainty) that he wouldn’t listen, and rather than just trim my ends, he make quick and dramatic cuts and i’d be left with a cute style, that couldn’t go up in the pony tail – a necessity for any camp director.  but can i wait until after camp?  i’m just not sure.  my hair is so uneven and so broken and damaged.  its not really even growing anymore.  my hair is depressing me.  and that’s just depressing.

in other news i made a dentist appointment today.  tomorrow i’ll try to make a doctor’s appointment because in order to actually get myself to go to the dentist, i’ll need to be drugged, and in order to get drugs, i first need to see a doctor (i know, i’m so responsible).  i’m going to the dentist because i know its a necessity but there’s really nothing in this world that i hate more.  i’m hoping to get set up with an orthodontist as well.  yep, i’m 28 and in desperate need of braces – again.  and it’s not because i didn’t wear my retainer.  i did.  and it was rainbow.  no the reason i need braces again (or fear i need braces again, maybe they can fix it with just a retainer?) is because i was supposed to get something permanent, or have my teeth bonded, or something and it didn’t happen and now the space between my two front teeth is back – and seems to be growing by the moment. but  the worst part is that sometimes, usually when i’m eating ice cream, my upper lip gets stuck and then i start to freakout/laugh/cry and its just a mess.  i want that to stop happening.

speaking of ice cream – i could go for a trader joe’s strawberry fruit flo…don’t worry, i’l be extra careful.