November 16, 2008: GEORGE: “What about a hole? You ever put anybody in “the box”?”

Sunday. The end of the week. I feel like I’ve been furloughed. It’s been so wonderful to actually have normalcy. I rode Bridget this weekend, got to work out with Ty, went with Paul to the beach and sat on the shore while he fished. Food tasted delicious. Woke up feeling good (albeit only at half-strength).  It’s only a few days until I go back in. Until my furlough is over and it’s back in the hole. For now though, it’s good to be able to think of other things.

I’ve decided that one of my wigs is far too plastic looking and should only be worn when just knocking around. It’s a great design, but the strands are way Barbie plastic looking in the sunshine. I mean, aside from Pantene commercials, there is no freaking way that hair is that consistently shiny. They need to make a wig that has the regular dullness of hair. Maybe with some split ends or something.