A Young Girl's Fancy

It's officially Spring, and that always makes me anxious for change. Actually, Fall does too, but I think that's a hold-over from school days.

I don't know about you, but I'll likely be taking that desire for change out on my hair. It's only a matter of time before I take a stroll down the hair color aisle and pick out a pretty box. I think I've finally accepted that my hair is a lot more dishwatery than it used to be. I hate that, but maybe it's just a consequence of age...I don't know.

Tino has done a bad thing: he introduced me to The Sims, which seems to be horribly addictive. I've never taken to the other Sim games, but this one...well, I'm hooked.

Like everyone else I know, I'm reading A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius. So far, it's great, but I'm still in the first 109 pages, the ones the author says contain the best of the story.