While I am grateful to have a nicely shaped head, this bald thing is getting old fast.

I think because I know I will again have hair someday, I have grown impatient. I look at women's hair, jealous. So bored by their laziness of ponytails. Saddened by their lack of keratin treatments and angry by their hideous roots.

I make the best of what I gots. I have my overpriced designer headscarves and gorgeous makeup. People that see me in my $600 wig probably don't know I am sick. Friends and family that see me au naturale cannot deny the beauty robbing life saving treatments of chemo.

I look at the world and think, people, you don't have to be ugly.

In my saddened state Sofia and I took off to Lord and Taylor with my charge card and coupon. I have acquired a new Jones New York Dress, Tahari Suit and Jessica Simpson shoes.