$100 on my hair

I must be out of my ever loving mind. I just spent $100 on my hair for a haircut and color. That's just crazy! And now that I have started it might be hard to quit it. I dont want to look old. I dont want to be old. I hate it a lot.

Rehearsal with Robbie at 6. Then home. Should work on dyke march. should. but will i?

Ive been thinking about my old Saturday mornings on the west side of buffalo and how i loved Saturday morning. it meant staying home with Kate and not rushing out the door to work and school. it meant not rushing with the hot coffee and scrambled eggs and bacon and toast. But it was the shopping. leaving the house and looking for treasure in at garage sales, in any one of the shops on Elmwood, and the book stores. There were three. Imagine that. Three.

I found Anais Nin there, and Dorothy Alison, May Sarton, Virginia Woolf,  Mary Daly, Starhawk,  Jewel Gomez...I found woman, many very smart creative artists...women.  I found stories like mine, thoughts  like or i found the articulation of thoughts i was struggling with. There was co-op shopping, laundromat, house cleaning and bookstores. It was the bookstore Where I found .. me.