Two brief notes about hair:
I had a impromtu haircut yesterday. That's what happens when I forget to bring the book I was going to read inbetween classes. When I met my stylist and told her what I wanted, she said that she thought that it would work, because I have sort of an "Alan Cumming" sort of thing going on. I tipped 30%. I am now the proud owner of a faux fauxhawk.
Also, later last night, I trimmed. Down there. Just keeping my hopes up for Valentine's Day. Also, there's no greater feeling that shorn testicles. Well, there is, but it's been FIFTEEN FUCKING MONTHS so my memory's not too great about some things.
