Burned, Bored and Deprived of Good Hair

I figured, with the warmish weather and impending spring, I wanted to start getting my bronze on. I usually tan a few times in March and April so, when summer rolls around, the burn is over and I look good. Except for right now I am fried. Well, my face is. I always have rosy red cheeks so now they're...tomatoes.

Three O'Clock Blues by B.B. King. Amazing. I decided to change up my Pandora from the Ruth Show to Oldies Soul...best decision. Except for when Barry White comes on and I feel really awkward because I have an awkward male coworker.

I went through my Facebook friends and deleted the ones:
a) I don't remember why I added them;
b) I haven't talked to since I met them and added them;
c) that ended up dropping their prospective fraternities;
d) I haven't had a class with since 2005;
e) I added during freshman orientations to get them to join a sorority but they never did;
f) are friends of boyfriends past;
g) friends of friends of friends.

This is null and void if they attended my high school, though, because God knows I love finding out more people from my graduating class got knocked up. It took me about an hour and I deleted 300 friends. Dang. Well, at least my news feed will be about people I care about or, at the very least, live to mock. I also like looking at people's networks. "Grand Valley '08" Yeah, right, you're at the University of Phoenix-Family Desktop Campus.

I hate it when people pronounce library like 'lie-berry'. Nope, that's wrong, don't say it like that and don't repeat the word 4 times in a sentence to make me want to shove a letter opener in the eardrums.

I'm getting a hair cut next week. Keeping it long, but making it not so crispy at the end and fro-ey everywhere else.