In Need of Hair Cutting

I am now back home in Calgary, and loving every minute of it. I got to spend all Sunday with Philip, including baking cookies, and decorating them. Yesterday Laura and I ventured to Kensington to get her tattoo retouched and do some "Christmas shopping"...which, as always, means us wandering around randomly talking the entire time. I discovered that getting a tattoo is not nearly as scary as I thought it was, and I now want one. Especially from a tattoo artist who is hilarious. I'm thinking in the right ankle area. Maybe in April, around my birthday I'll get one.
And a piercing. I'm so h-core.

And then I'll be a bridesmaid. A tattooed and pierced bridesmaid. I want to so bad!!!!!

Big Brother #2 gets home tonight. I haven't seen him since August, so I"m quite excited.

Dorothy is broken right now. Her spedometer is whacky. She goes under the knife tomorrow.

And I really need a hair cut.

That's all.