woe is me, i have too much spooj in my hair. it’s the control[D] subtance™, green snot-looking spooj.
really, it’s such a delicate balance. too little spooj and my hair takes on a life of it’s own overpowering what little spooj i put in there for control. really, my hair is just mocking me and the spooj. lately it’s favorite display of power is to stick straight up in back ala alfalfa and make me look like a complete dork.
but then if you put in too much spooj, my hair just gives and doesn’t even play. it takes all it’s body and shine and goes home. my hair just lies there like this spooj laden lump and pouts.
of course, i love/hate spooj overload days. it’s days like this where i can’t keep my hands out of my hair. it seems the over abundance of spooj and my pouty hair have blended to become this super malleable polymer of hair and spooj that is just entirely too much fun to play with and sculpt into new and interesting creations.
next up on iwilldare.com: the tales of super stinky feet.