Let me straighten this out first with the hair. I dyed it. I know, I know, in time my purple roots will pop back out and it will look cheap, but I don't care.
But while dying my hair, I felt a strange sensation, almost like an itch, but it burns. Now I was pretty sure I couldn't get athlete's foot on my back, so I decided to investigate with a mirror. Lo and behold I have this bird on my back! I don't know what to do with it, I guess keep it. Maybe I'll name it Marvin. I dunno...
There's also another prospect with Marvin: I can teach him how to fetch me a pair of pants. I don't know how one goes about training a bird to do this, but that won't deter me. I must acquire my pair of pants.
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The Quest For Pants Log
Yes, I am on a never-ending search for "the one" pair of pants. Here I shall log my adventures as the lone girl who no longer wishes to feel the breeze in her nether regions.
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