29th
cut. it. out OFF.
i done did it. finally. i cut off all(most) of my hair. it had been a good run of afros, sideshow bobs and flip flopping curls, but today i walked by a hair emergency room and went in for some treatment. andy, my new tattooed, big glasses’d friend with scissors at his side spent about half an hour untangling my mop (he says i even had 1 or 2 dreads in the making!!) and then another half hour hacking away. the end result? well…it doesn’t look like this anymore, but i’ve decided i really like it a lot. who knew i had a face to look at?
i suppose i could take a picture and post it…but…i’d rather see you in person and you can judge for yourself.
some of you may shed some tears. in that case, feel free to pour one out for my deceased locks. please dont though. you at least pretend to like it!
enough with blogging though. i’m going to look at myself in the mirror for a couple hours or so to get used to it. adios.
