Eat Your Heart Out Labolindsey!

GOT THE PAPER!!! The coveted green card! No, not that green card, unfortunately I've no problem remaining in the states. The flimsy green peice of cardstock with my name (and no one elses!)dotmatrixed on it that allows me admission to walk into the New York State written cosmetology exam. If you think you're tired of hearing about this crap, imagine how tired I am of living it! Now I must concern myself with reading up on the differences in law and practice between NY and WA. Its multiple choice still so Im not gonna knock myself out but it would be nice to only have to take it once. This ought to be hilarious.... I started working out with this personal trainer yesterday. She is a client at the salon and is trading me haircuts for her man and blowdries and whatever else she wants for training sessions. She KILLED me. I could barely walk out of the gym. My quads, ive always thought, are fairly strong. Less so right now than in the past, sure, but I climb more stairs a day than i ever imagined. Well after the series of lunges and squats that she put me through going DOWN stairs is like walking on hot coals. I can hardly sit down without crying out. I am considering buying one of those devices that allows a woman to pee standing up. I cant beleive it. And she went easy on my. I better look like madonna at the end of this shit. ;) Rick is taking me (and Mahdis! all the better) to see Jill Scott, Erykah Badu and Queen Latifah at prospect park. He said I could use his real name but Rick is so hilarious...Ill switch over eventually. There were six tiny dogs in my work at one time today! It was like a puppy mill! Gotta go, its gonna take me a while to hobble down to the subway.