The things you do for love. I spent the whole weekend in my living room. I didn't have plans for Friday, but I certainly told people I was going to the Contrived show Saturday. I also planned to stop by the Halifest afterparty between work and the show (so I didn't have to spend the whole night on Blowers Street). I stayed home because the man I love was sick. In fact, I think he still is. He sure seemed to have a fever when he left for work. I hope he's okay. I'm tired of these weird little sickness. Whatever happened to the common cold? We don't get enough quality time, anyway. I enjoyed the weekend.

If you haven't seen me yet, I dyed my hair again. But not the same red to touch up the roots and replace what had faded. I've been thinking about it for a pretty long time. I made the decision last weekend in another province. I figured most of the people who used to dye their hair black are growing it out, or dying it red or blonde. Seems like the right time for me to go with that colour. I'm not a fucking goth, though. But, I do like horror movies. I also like Bauhaus, the Cure, and Joy Division.