Extensions

I love hair under certain circumstances:

1. It´s on a head
2. It´s thick
3. It´s healthy
4. It´s mine

A few years ago i tried to have some extensions. Those real hair from India or whereever the hairdresser puts with a hot iron in your hair to stick the bondings to your hair. I had a long long blonde mane and i looked hot! No, super hot! People told me how awesome my hair was and it felt super most of the time.

Things i didnt like was 1. the bondings scratched on my scalp, 2. i needed to see the hairdresser very often for cutting the fallen out hair, 3. it is fucking expensive

But in summary i was very fond of it and i am aiming to have some again soon! I just need a cash cow in the basement...

What was the number of my hairdresser?

Why do people blog?

Welcome to myself, I joined the club of bloggers. The club of people who have to let other people know about what happens at their work, in their home, with their kitty, what they do and think about others and so on.

If there werent so many people who like to read our virtual brainfarts, would we blog at all?

Well i hesitated a long time considering the pros and cons about blogging but finally i opened this blog. Why did i do that? Isnt it enough to share my thoughts with people who are close to me? And do i have to bother the world with my non-mothertongueish-english? Yes. I must admit its fun to write and it calms me down. Sometimes i can sort my thoughts better whilst writing.

Even if noone reads my germish typed mindset I dont care. Writing is fun to me and i can relax. Yay! I love the world wide web with its endless opportunities!