Jan 27
New Do
I was chatting with The Chad -wow! how “right” does that sound!- from World of Chad on My Plugoo Chat -it’s in my sidebar at the hot red lips- yesterday morning. Well, actually it was about 10 a.m. at my end and 1.00 a.m. at his end… I guess you could call that “morning” on both sides in some way…
He had been out on the town with his friends, and was getting ready to go to bed -well, sorta, he called it “drinking and thinking”- and I had just woken up and was getting ready to drive to The Hague for my hairdresser’s appointment. No drinking involved there.
I told him I was considering having my head shaven totally bald, as it seems so carefree and low maintenance… He told me that that is exactly why he shaves his head… Well, he had an additional reason but I don’t feel it is appropriate to disclose that reason over here on my blog… I’ll leave that to your own imagination…
He dared me to post a picture on my blog after my hairdresser’s appointment. I am not one to chicken out of a dare like that, so here it is!
So… what do you think? Does it suit me? Is it me? Is it DutchBitch style? Can I get away with it? I mean, I look fucking hot as a bald chick!!! Don’t I?!! Hmmm… *humming* “nothing compares… no-thing compares to yououououououou!“
*snapping out of it* Oh, sorry ’bout that… you still here?
Well, actually, to be honest, I never got to the hairdresser to begin with… I got stuck in traffic at noon for over 2 hours… because of a huge accident… there was an enormous miles-long traffic jam and after having moved about 15 inches in the 1st hour, I decided to cancel my appointment in all, spend my energy on trying to get out of the traffic jam at the nearest exit and drive home… which took me another 1,5 hour…
Fucking great way to spend a free Saturday afternoon, right? And only other people on the road were “we’ve been married for 30 years and have sucked the life outta eachother-couples” and “I am God’s Gift to women-guys”… Pffffttttt!!! So I didn’t even manage to get some traffic jam flirting done! I spent the 2 hours talking to one of my girlfriends on the phone and txt-ing “AAAAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!” to virtually everyone in my mobile phone address book…
Ah… the weekend… such fun… so relaxing…
Now if you don’t mind. I gotta try and get in touch with Breigh from CanaDutch and seriously meet up with her. We should smoke some weed, get married to eachother, sell our bodies and buy a McDeath burger from the money we earned. I mean, that IS the Dutch way to spend the weekend, and Breigh has become pretty well adapted to the Dutch lifestyle…
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