Bathroom conversations

I see her in the hallways and bathrooms sometimes...She is always talking about what she wants to do with her, color, perm, straighten, bangs...she is always playing with her hair...she even bought me a couple of books once and i paid and wrote her a check. I can't seem to remember her name though...i could look at my check book or go to wellsfargo oline and bring up a scanned copy of the check to see to whom i made the check payable to...I could...but i won't. ..it's too much. Maybe one day someone will call her name out in the hallway or in the kitchen and I will overhear and maybe then i will remember.

So we talk about hair, which is my current obssession again since it's leaving me in huge numbers these days. Someone once said I should talk to my hair at nights before going to bed, just like mom needs to talk to her legs and feet. Just like neda talks to her plants. So I tell her i went red once for two years and had to buy the red towel for it. And then i remember that the person whose idea it was to do my hair red, in that September of 2002, and whom has been like my sister for the past 15 years is leaving tomorrow 3000 miles away.

Now, back to the hair thing, yeah...she chats away. I need to pee. These bathroom conversations could be the most someone talks during their day at work, b/c they live alone with two cats. Not me, I have other people to talk to after work, many of them...I just like to extend my conversations in the bathroom so avoid working...the day is gone, and we are so oblivious to the war that's killing so many.