Sunday, October 04, 2009
need my crop dusted. my do did. my flip whipped.
From the It's My Blog files: I haven't had a haircut since June and I am not sure I am going to make it til Wednesday, which is when I have a hair appointment. Gott sei dank. I hope I can hang on until then without taking scissors to it myself (not joking), because this stuff is DIRE. COMPROMISED. My hair looks like people's fake bad hair in commercials for hair straighteners, only it's real. A nowhere-pointing pile of hay with scratchy ends that nothing changes. I really think Congress ought to consider an Emergency Hair Management Program. Duh.