Hue and Cry

I haven't coloured my hair all year, and it still looks a fright. I need a stylist with lots of erm...style.


So I left a bit late this morning, I was digging for a letter of ref I have from a previous employer. So I got stuck in the traffic jam hell. Ironically I'm thinking of making a change to reduce this very commute. Lot's of time to listen to music at least. I was a bit hyper today spinning tracks from a bunch of cds Franz, Walkmen, Sophia, Veils (thanks Kelly) Keane, St. Germain, Razorlight, Pet. Even so I'm still behind on my music, left some at home I wished I had with me, the killers, dogs die in hot cars, and several others would've come in handy during my hour on the road. The good news is I was not involved in any of the accidents, and for once I didn't have to pee the whole time. Finally I arrived, mailed the resume with letter of ref, and quality cover letter. Keep your fingers crossed for me, I could use more money less drive time, and less in my gas budget.

I worked out hard last night, can't say who I'm trying to get all toned for at this point. I guess the answer should be for myself, but that's not really working for me at the moment.

Received my first Netflix mail yesterday, Bergman's scenes from a marriage, and the Lady Eve. It's been a good week for movies, watched Husbands and wives, and Rear Window already this week, and now I got my Netflix on.

'And will all float on ok'-MM
R