You know you want it

I just wrote an entire post about a dream I had last night, but it didn't publish and now it's gone. Good riddance, it was pretty depressing.
I can't seem to win at Scrabble. Ever. Alisa and I played last night and she kicked my a**. Like 50 points kicked my a**. I'm so ashamed. Why can't I spell big words w/ "Z" and "Q"? Afterwards, we played Scattergories and oh how the tables turned. You only wish you could have seen the look on her face when I pulled out some double letter answers...
Famous Females- letter "S"- Sally Struthers...BAM! B*tch goes down.
And all you had was Sandra Berhardt. Please, I could have double "s"-ed around you all day long. Susan Sarandon. Sherri Stringfield. The list goes on.
I'm very upset that it's not Friday. I think I'm going to get a haircut tonight. I need one...desperately. I just want to be pretty, you know? And how can that happen if my hair looks like sh*t. B/c looks are everything. I don't want to be one of those girls people describe as having a "good personality"...though I do have one, I like to think. I want guys (or gals...I don't discriminate) to say, "Man, I'd like to hit that." You know, b/c that's so charming. Or maybe, "I'd get w/ that". Basically, I just want guys to refer to me as "that". It makes me feel special.
R.