So I made a change to my appearance the other day. While I was looking simply for "something different," I appear to have gotten "something really different." Well, different to me. In some lights (such as my living room), you can't tell a change at all. In other places (such as my bathroom), it's so dramatic I'm not sure how I'm going to cope.

In other news, my company holiday party is on Saturday and I have failed in the "find a date" department. That's ok. I'm assured there will be others there without dates, so I won't be alone in my aloneness. I have to get to the dry cleaners, however, as I suspect I will be alone in my wrinkledness if I don't.