I remember reading somewheres that women think about their hair, about as much as men think about sex.

There are days that I debate this. Days where I know that I think about sex more than I think about my hair. Then there are days like today when I’m deffinately thinking about my hair more than sex.

I am going to go more strawberry blonde.

That way at least when people ask me if I’m sure that I’m really not a blonde I can claim to be a half one.