Cutting hair again

I was able to cut hair today after not doing it for three months!!!  Not only did I give a woman layers and a line and learn a little more about blowdrying, I even got a haircut for myself!  =)  Toussan, the assistant creative director from the Sassoon in dc gave me some helpful tips.  So focus on the positives.

I am also on day two of being sober.  And, I managed to practice singing a little bit.

The only thing I let get in the way of it was being fixated on my anger towards Irv.  He accidently left the garage door open even though he did close it.  I was not pleased that he sounded glib about it and not all that apologetic.  That had me pissed and seething for an hour.  I get mad easily.

One thing I need to work on is not holding grudges and not being paralyzed by fear.

Irritated

I'm trying to get my shit together and it doesn't help when I'm around others who don't have their shit together, especially when they don't even care to try. Kenny is a fucking loser and I am sorry that I ever invited him into my life. There is nothing that I can respect about him. He drives a dirty, crappy car with no rims. He's a pothead and dealer. He dresses very ghetto and he is conversationally and socially inept. He is also unattractive and has poor posture. He is tall and carries himself awkwardly. He has the worst haircut that is unflattering to his facial features. A long face and jaw, tiny snake eyes, a big protruding Jewish nose, a big Joker mouth and when he smiles his teeth could scare a child. He speaks in short, slow phrases to finally complete a sentence. He gets lost in thought and is self-absorbed and totally in his own world. I cannot tolerate listening to him talk because he doesn't make sense and he sounds stupid. I cannot stand his voice either because it's so low, muffled, nasal and he sounds so spacey and retarded. He is so clueless and he doesn't care that he is this way to others. I am embarrassed to be seen with him. I have run out of patience to deal with this person.  I do not feel secure at all about my involvement with him.  He does not have what it takes to be successful.  I find that all I want to do is pick on him, nag at him and bitch him out.  I want him out of my life.