Emily the Silent
Yesterday I was at the hairdresser. Since I have all black hair again, I let them really melt over and only slightly recut. On the length I never give her a lot.
But yesterday I had to change anything. For too long I see the same in the mirror.
I have always wanted a pony. Not such a Great 80s ... that's what I find awful. But as a tight pony straight over the eyes. The only problem is I have a stupid cowlick in front, so that the Poy sets up quickly.
Anyway, I got it anyway and found it really gamcht funny. After blow-drying to the hairdresser, I looked a little like Emily the Strange but I like ;-) it. Finally to look at something different ... probably I am angry in a few weeks ago about the work that I do this hairstyle, but what the heck ...
What's else ... I'm mentally up again at home. We looked at another apartment last Monday.
When the door to visit came up, I'm only scared sometimes, because we already meet the dusty rubble, and virtually nothing left of the apartment was.
What looked so terrible now, but will probably be once a beautiful renovated apartment. The size of the room is really very good and the best part: I need just ten minutes to work and in the inner city.
I am almost glad that we the other apartment did not get, but if we do not get too ... Yesterday I got
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