I remember a time when I had more than two friends*, and if someone was too tired to hang out, that didn't mean a night of sitting in this dump under the guise of relaxation.

*Actually, that's hard to say for sure. I've always struggled with the definition of "friend."

Last year, my husband (then, fiance) was coming down with what almost killed him, and I dyed my hair black (after dying it black a few more times as it grew, it's still very dark brown in the longest parts).