hair, bleach & sleep

everyone seems to comment on how long my hair is lately. it’s only two feet long. then again, i’ve been growing this out since the fall of ’96 after the unfortunate chopping i did in an attempt to purge myself of the bad vibes i was carrying around with me in the form of long hair. my theory was that, everywhere i went, my hair was there too. when i was upset, my hair soaked that up. when i was stressed, my hair absorbed that. when i was depressed, anxious, angry, lonely… my hair carried that. so, the only way to rid myself of all that baggage was to cut off 18″ of hair. initially, it felt great, but then i realized that i looked like a dork with short hair and started growing it out again.
i gave the kitchen a really good cleaning the other night. i got out the baking soda and scrubbed my sink until it literally shined and then got the bleach out and gave my countertop a serious cleaning. i have these really great honeycomb tiles on my counter. i love the look. my kitchen counters are one of the reasons why i’ll have a hard time finding a new place to live. but, the grout between the tiles is half gone and crap falls in the cracks and it gets kinda gross if i’m not on top of it. well, i haven’t been on top of it. but, after bleaching and scrubbing and rubbing and rinsing and wiping and scrubbing some more… my counters are beautiful! i also learned that i could just go buy more grout and fill in the gaps myself. then i could even paint the grout! who knew! i think a trip to home depot is in order soon.
okay, i’ll tell you what i didn’t tell you the other day. other than saturday night while with meg et al, i haven’t smoked in over a week. it really wasn’t a super conscious thing other than to not smoke in the car and not smoke at home. well, considering that i haven’t smoked at work in a year, i’m not going to start smoking there again, that pretty much leaves meghan’s for me to puff at (and puff i did… ugh. i can’t believe i smoked half a pack that night!). i figure i’ll eventually even stop smoking there. i’m enjoying not being smelly and breathing a little easier. but, i think it’s affecting my sleep patterns. the last few nights, ten o’clock has rolled around and when i should be tired i’m not. i toss and turn in bed, then i’ll get up and usually do some crunches or something, then toss and turn again. i’m just not as sleepy. it think it’s all the extra oxygen my body’s getting.