ok, i'm addicted to a lot of reality tv, i admit it.

amazing race, america's next top model, project runway, but one of my reality tv favorites is shear genius.

i have a nice head of hair, i do, sorry, live with it. the downside is no one seems to be able to cut or style it.

my high school friend, jayme, because a hair dresser because of my hair. he styled it for me during plays and he became our unofficial thesbian hair-guy.

oddly enough, no one can do my hair. oy-ick, too many hair horror stories, too little time.

one time i went to a woman and she cut it perfectly the first time. when i went back, she butchered it. i came home and cried, to which iceback couldn't understand why i was crying over my hair. when i explained to him that this shit happens more often than not, he still didn't get it. i was being too sensitive. silly me.

oh, and let's not forget the dude who as soon as i sat down in his chair told me "you know, a quick rinse will get that gray right out of your hair" didn't occur to him that maybe i liked my gray.

sooooo, i enjoy shear genius. however, i would never and i mean NEVER let Brig close to my hair. really? they think what she does is genius?

bleck! uck! eeeee!

i think shear genius is someone who can cut my hair in a way that i can carry that style home and manage it. that's what we all want...a hair style that we can style ourselves at home without the help of a professional. after all, most of us can't afford a live-in hair dresser. if i could, my friend jayme would be living with me in florida.

Jon was robbed. i'd go see Jon before i'd go see Brig (well, unless i wanted a spider web looking nest of fake hair on my head, then maybe i'd go see Brig)

hmmmm, i'm thinking Jayme might really like it down here in sunny florida!