Déjà Vu

I'm sitting here at a cafe with my new and expensive Mac, listening to new music on iTunes so I can decided which albums to "steal" off LimeWire. I took a sip of my iced vanilla latte (which was almost as expensive as the computer on which I'm typing) when I was struck with an eerie feeling of déjà vu.

I'm not completely sure of what set it off but I was instantly brought back to late May, 2006, just after I'd graduated with my Bachelor's. I was up north in Eugene, Oregon, sitting in a cafe, drinking something iced and espresso-ish, and writing my first failed attempt at a novel.

Side note: That crappy novel was about a psychiatrist who counseled celebrities. In the story, she ends up falling in love with one of her patients and having a sordid affair that winds up on the covers of all the tabloids, destroying her perfect family and everyone she loves. I couldn't think of a way to make things work out in the end so I never finished it. During that time in Eugene, I was working on preparing my trip to Australia. I was finalising visa and accommodation details and researching the Aussie lifestyle.

As of right now, two years and three months later, I'm sitting in a cafe, finalising my visa details and thinking about my life in Australia. Have things changed? Well, I'm no longer writing that awful novel, my hair is a lot longer, and I'm going back to Australia to marry the fantastic love of my life.

That sensation of déjà vu has me thinking about the inevitable repetition of life. Do you find that life comes around full circle a lot quicker than you thought it would? I guess there are small circles and large ones, like with the radius measured by time? Life and death's circle can be 70+ years and today's déjà vu commemorates a two-year circle??? I dunno, it's confusing now. I thought I had something there. Meanwhile, I can rest assured that although the coffee and cafe are similar enough to cause nostalgia, life now is very different from life two years ago. And hopefully, when the circle comes back around two years from now, I'll be happily married with my husband sipping his iced, espresso-ish drink in the seat next to mine.

Faux Bob

Last night I spent way too much time on YouTube trying to discover some new ways to style my natural hair. Cornrows? Bantu Knots? Twist Outs? The Double-Stranded Twist? It all looks pretty complicated and time-consuming. So I went with the wet-set. I grabbed some hair rollers rolled my hair in small chunks. I felt a bit silly doing this because I was essentially putting curls into an already curly head of hair, but what the hey? It only took between fifteen and twenty minutes.

The next morning, I pulled out the rollers and discovered a head full of huge and soft spiral curls. Pretty nice to wake up to. But the hair was huge! WAY too much volume. So I decided to try out this style where you pin up the long hair in the back and use the layers on top to hide the pinned hair so it had the overall look of a bob-like short haircut. This is what I ended up with:





Pretty nice, huh? Natural ladies, try this style!!!