Who Said Being Cool Was Easy?

No seriously, it's hotter than balls in my apartment. The thermostat says "82 degress", the bastard. It doesn't feel like it to me but because I can read the actual temperature I'm schmootsing. Avery's (my 8 year old son) is in bed claiming that I starve him to death in order to torture him. Because that's what I lay in bed thinking about. Torturing him.

Tomorrow morning I drop the larva off at the Boys & Girls Club for the last day of spring break and meet up with people who are setting up the Binghamton STAR IDOL (http://radiobase1.clearchannel.com/front/OpenContest.asp?Action=Login&SurveyID=62837&zx=729) which I am going to be doing the hair for the finalists. Yay! Not going to lie, the financial commitment on my end is a bit painful but I've already heard my name on the radio! I have to find something fun to wear tomorrow so I look like the hip awesome hairdresser that I am. I think.

Work has been so slow. I neeeeeeeed to get more butts in my chair. If only I lived in a larger city.

3 Days To 29

Yup. One year shy of 30 in a matter of 3 days. I'm slightly hungover and in desperate need of a nap. Yesterday kicked off the birthday celebration weekend. BBQ, bratwerst, Tranquil Bar & Bistro, and Masquerade Ball. The Ball was an epic mistake but it happens. Today will be sushi buffet (don't mock, it's really good), bowling, then who knows. I'm always down for an adventure. I'd be even more inclined to have an alcohol induced adventure if it wasn't Easter tomorrow. Seriously.