i also decided to give it a coconut milk, coconut oil hair mask with a dash of lemon. i hope my hair likes it. i hope i don't wake up tomorrow with a greasy mullet. or green hair like anne shirley. or bald. i don't have a good head for bald. maybe you do. bully for you.
i helped mom and dad move in on saturday evening. their street is pitch black but i felt my way towards the big truck and the house. jordan was there with jane and maria (jaria? marane?) and a bunch of people from his ward. they were bustling about with furnitures and boxes. i made my way past them to the kitchen. and that's where i spent my time, unpacking mom's kitchen. their new place seems nice. i'd describe it as a sprawling basement suite. man ma and pops have a lot of kitchen stuff. it wouldn't be a real mom and dad move if someone didn't rib mom about having an extra freezer or fridge...
i'm just not feeling it right now. can't seem to write.
last night i watched a flamingo documentary. i liked it. birds are beautiful and freaky at the same time sometimes.
blah ;a;dl there it is.