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Ahhh...the scent of freshly dyed hair. I do so love it when my hair is freshly altered. It inspires me to take better care of it. I went on a date tonight. I looked stunning...black dress shirt unbuttoned enough to be naughty, black and navy bra, short black skirt, and two inch black heels. He of course fully appreciated the look. So after a good round of *CENSORED* we went out to dinner at the only Italian place in Berea, Papa Leno's. It was...food I suppose. We had both been wanting Mexican but we walked up to the restaurant just as they were closing so no flirting with my favorite waiter tonight...which was a big shame. We then went back to his dorm and he dyed my hair black for me and painted my toe nails. You've gotta appreciate a man that will paint your toe nails. Overall it was a decent night and I wouldn't mind doing it again. He gives good conversation and *CENSORED*. So, yeah.
