At the request of my mother...

I dyed my hair on Friday. (The hair-dying wasn't the request, but photos were.) Here's me before and after. In a bizarre twist of fate, that night Crosby also dyed her hair from red to brown, thousands of miles away, without us discussing it. Anyway, there it is.

I've been spending quite a lot of time playing Uno lately. House rules make the game far more interesting, and also far more terrible and long and awful and hilarious and bad. It's a great homework-avoidance tool.

I went to a meeting today for Code Pink: Women for Peace. It's been a long time since I was involved in a political action group this disorganized. They're very well-meaning, though, so I think I'll stick around. We're going to have a benefit concert thing at my dad's restaurant in March, but we're not yet sure who it's going to benefit. I think that last sentence pretty much sums up the group. It's fun, though. We wear pink, we want to stop the war. These are missions I can get behind.

Oop! I almost forgot. Mine Aunts M and K sent me a Valentine's package with stickers and a book that looks quite lovely. This made my day.