olga's traumatic experience

good i get to write my post before jeannie comes on and completely distorts the REAL story. yes i am back complete with hacking cough. nothing really exciting happened for the majority of the day, except i got my pointy black shoes (work purposes of course) and i ate a yummy baked potato. i very much appreciate food at uni because it is so GOOD. all food is good. ok skip to this afternoon, when i got home and TRIED to take a nap (where i got interrupted by about 3 phone calls from work). went over to jeannie's to...i don't know...waste time. ended up staying to have a "test run" with her hair for this bloody IS ball, and i am never doing that again. if you get the chance...really take a close look and see how freaking thick her hair is. i think i did quite a good job with it...considering i used about 50 thousand bobby pins. ok fast forward past dinner (gnocchi with char-grilled vegies...yummy) and CSI miami, where she decides to have a go with my hair. thus we arrive at the traumatic experience. the end product is my head full of disgusting gel spray crap in curls. picture your hair not being washed for a week, and that is what my hair looked and felt like. it really was HELGA'S HOUSE OF HORRORS. WHERE ALL YOUR HORRORS COME TRUE. note to any potential unsuspecting victims out there...if she comes at you with hairspray and a curling iron, chuck her some pringles or something to get her away from you, then run someplace quickly. it took a thorough shampoo and conditioner in my hair and i still don't think i've gotten it all out yet. *shudders*