I read Ramona Quimby, Age 8 when I was 5. I loved it. I wished that I was a younger sister instead of an older sister so I could be more like Ramona than her older sister Beezus. Yesterday I got a haircut from the expensive place my friend recommended. This friend has offered helpful hair suggestions each time I've seen her for the past three years which makes me think there must be something obscenely wrong with my hair. Obscenely wrong enough to spend $(very obscene amount redacted) to get a hair cut and color. I like the hairdresser a lot, but I think my new haircut makes me look a lot like Ramona Quimby. Maybe it was the fact that I also wore tights with a denim skirt today. I told my sister I thought I looked like Ramona and she agreed. I told my husband that I looked like "Ramona Quimby, Age 8", and though he hadn't heard of the book, he said that did not sound like a good thing.
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