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Jun. 20th, 2003
Friday Five
Jun. 20th, 2003 03:26 pm1. Is your hair naturally curly, wavy, or straight? Long or short?
Naturally straight, with just a bit of a wave. (I was born with curls, but my mom cut them off and they never grew back). Currently a bit past my shoulders. Thick, but very damaged.
2. How has your hair changed over your lifetime?
It's been just about every length; I had it ulta-short at some point in my childhood, but I tend to like it long; it's been to my waist a few times.
It's naturally brown. I dyed it red when I was 14 or 15, and then just kept dying it redder and redder. Eventually I bleached it and dyed it Special Effects Blood Red (Special Effects stays in better than Manic Panic, although Manic Panic has the cooler name). You have to re-dye it a lot, otherwise it fades to pink and orange.
Then it was black, then black with bleached blond roots (which looks really cool in a French braid), then black with red streaks all around, then black with two red chunks in the front.
Then black with blue and purple streaks, then just purple streaks, then red streaks again.
Then I let it grow out and did it lighter brown, then lighter and lighter, so now it's pretty light blond.
3. How do your normally wear your hair?
I hate dealing with my hair. It's usually back in a ponytail, or just down without any styling.
4. If you could change your hair this minute, what would it look like?
I'd love to do the blue and purple streaks again (with black hair), but it's a such a pain to maintain.
5. Ever had a hair disaster? What happened?
What other people would call disasters, I call opportunities, or experiments. :)
ETA: I thought of a hair disaster after all. In high school (I think 10th grade?) my little group of complete-freaks-and-weirdos friends starting going from "grunge" to "goth," and part of it was dying our hair black. (I was the first, go me; I set a trend).
So we went to my friend Chris's house and peer-pressured our silly dorky friend Joe into letting us dye his hair black. (Joe, btw, is now a gigantic ultra-muscular marine with a blond crew cut, which terrifies me to no end). It ended up being all of us squeezed into Chris's bathroom, with Joe bent over the bathtub and everyone crowded around him. (And Chris's parents wondering what the hell was going on).
Danielle got the gloves and the hair dye, but she was so slow (I swear to god she was dying each *strand* individually) that I joined in to help. But she had the gloves, so I used my bare hands to work the dye through his hair. Also, Mike kept poking Joe, and Joe kept reaching behind and grabbing him/trying to hit him. But since Joe's head was in the bathtub he couldn't see what he was grabbing, and several times he grabbed Mike in a very sensitive place. So we all were falling over laughing, and poor Joe had no clue what was going on.
So then after we'd dyed Joe's hair, Danielle and I made Chris and Joe let us do their makeup, and we made them up Marilyn Manson style. (God only knows why Chris had this makeup in his bedroom to begin with). They were all goth through high school (Chris got sent home the first day of senior year because he was wearing a dress and makeup), but I'm proud to say that was the very first time they ever got made up. (And ironic that Danielle and I did it, since neither of us wore makeup ourselves at that point, except maybe a bit of lipstick on occasion).
Oh, yeah, anyway. So the disaster was that my hands up to mid-arm were dyed black, and it wouldn't come out, so I had to scrub my hands with bleach.
Naturally straight, with just a bit of a wave. (I was born with curls, but my mom cut them off and they never grew back). Currently a bit past my shoulders. Thick, but very damaged.
2. How has your hair changed over your lifetime?
It's been just about every length; I had it ulta-short at some point in my childhood, but I tend to like it long; it's been to my waist a few times.
It's naturally brown. I dyed it red when I was 14 or 15, and then just kept dying it redder and redder. Eventually I bleached it and dyed it Special Effects Blood Red (Special Effects stays in better than Manic Panic, although Manic Panic has the cooler name). You have to re-dye it a lot, otherwise it fades to pink and orange.
Then it was black, then black with bleached blond roots (which looks really cool in a French braid), then black with red streaks all around, then black with two red chunks in the front.
Then black with blue and purple streaks, then just purple streaks, then red streaks again.
Then I let it grow out and did it lighter brown, then lighter and lighter, so now it's pretty light blond.
3. How do your normally wear your hair?
I hate dealing with my hair. It's usually back in a ponytail, or just down without any styling.
4. If you could change your hair this minute, what would it look like?
I'd love to do the blue and purple streaks again (with black hair), but it's a such a pain to maintain.
5. Ever had a hair disaster? What happened?
What other people would call disasters, I call opportunities, or experiments. :)
ETA: I thought of a hair disaster after all. In high school (I think 10th grade?) my little group of complete-freaks-and-weirdos friends starting going from "grunge" to "goth," and part of it was dying our hair black. (I was the first, go me; I set a trend).
So we went to my friend Chris's house and peer-pressured our silly dorky friend Joe into letting us dye his hair black. (Joe, btw, is now a gigantic ultra-muscular marine with a blond crew cut, which terrifies me to no end). It ended up being all of us squeezed into Chris's bathroom, with Joe bent over the bathtub and everyone crowded around him. (And Chris's parents wondering what the hell was going on).
Danielle got the gloves and the hair dye, but she was so slow (I swear to god she was dying each *strand* individually) that I joined in to help. But she had the gloves, so I used my bare hands to work the dye through his hair. Also, Mike kept poking Joe, and Joe kept reaching behind and grabbing him/trying to hit him. But since Joe's head was in the bathtub he couldn't see what he was grabbing, and several times he grabbed Mike in a very sensitive place. So we all were falling over laughing, and poor Joe had no clue what was going on.
So then after we'd dyed Joe's hair, Danielle and I made Chris and Joe let us do their makeup, and we made them up Marilyn Manson style. (God only knows why Chris had this makeup in his bedroom to begin with). They were all goth through high school (Chris got sent home the first day of senior year because he was wearing a dress and makeup), but I'm proud to say that was the very first time they ever got made up. (And ironic that Danielle and I did it, since neither of us wore makeup ourselves at that point, except maybe a bit of lipstick on occasion).
Oh, yeah, anyway. So the disaster was that my hands up to mid-arm were dyed black, and it wouldn't come out, so I had to scrub my hands with bleach.
Work is boring
Jun. 20th, 2003 03:57 pmI hate people who use my site to leave nasty reviews. Not negative-but-fair reviews, that's fine. Debate and discussion and disagreement are all important, as long as the debate is fair and doesn't descend into personal insults.
But *nasty* reviews, where they insult the writer, or demand that the writer write to the reviewer's own personal specifications -- those piss me off so much. Because not only is it rude and horrible and casts all fic readers in a bad light, but they're using *my* review system, that I put so much effort into building, to insult the wonderful writers of stories that I carefully chose for my site. And they're insulting stories that I spent all this time archiving and building a database for. AND, they're hurting the feelings of REAL PEOPLE over a piece of fiction. It feels like a personal violation, because they're using *my* site to spread their stupid immature self-important egotistical venom.
Yeah. I really hate those people.
(I was trying to figure out why this upsets me so much, and that's what I came up with).
But *nasty* reviews, where they insult the writer, or demand that the writer write to the reviewer's own personal specifications -- those piss me off so much. Because not only is it rude and horrible and casts all fic readers in a bad light, but they're using *my* review system, that I put so much effort into building, to insult the wonderful writers of stories that I carefully chose for my site. And they're insulting stories that I spent all this time archiving and building a database for. AND, they're hurting the feelings of REAL PEOPLE over a piece of fiction. It feels like a personal violation, because they're using *my* site to spread their stupid immature self-important egotistical venom.
Yeah. I really hate those people.
(I was trying to figure out why this upsets me so much, and that's what I came up with).
