Rub a dub dub...

Today I relaxed in the bathtub, and began to read my Trish McEvoy makeup book. Even though I was fully clothed, it was just as relaxing as soaking. That, and I was waiting for the dark glob of dye in my hair to finish processing. Yet again, I seem crave some change in my life. When I get this urge, I take to my ritual of abusing my tresses. This time it's a soft, dark brown color. No more highlights. Not until I seek another change in my life, anyway.