>Fuck, finally. It seems that after my last hair ordeal, the unruly mane of tired strands has left its rebel days behind and is behaving quite remarkably.
About DAMN time!
Heh, I love how the new haircut makes my usually flat-as-fuck curls look defined. Yeah, I love my hair now, big deal.
What I don’t love? That incredibly pathetic mopey face. Blame the fucking swine flu, and Chewbacca, and the lack of sleep.
What I absolutely hate? Having fucking roots. That’s a first I don’t think I’ll ever get used to. Gross.