I got a haircut. 10 inches gone.
Usually I would freak out, but I think it looks pretty rad. It's not exactly what I wanted, but it never is, so I really don't ever expect it to be. Every time I ask for my hair cut a certain way, it always ends up the way it is right now. It's starting to become so normal that I think maybe I like it this way better than the way I think I want it.
That was a very convoluted paragraph, but nobody reads this shit anyway.
Summary: My hair is short. C'mon, hottest summer on record, I am ready for you.
EDITED TO ADD: I suck at taking pictures of myself. I'll try to get somebody else to take one, soon.
Usually I would freak out, but I think it looks pretty rad. It's not exactly what I wanted, but it never is, so I really don't ever expect it to be. Every time I ask for my hair cut a certain way, it always ends up the way it is right now. It's starting to become so normal that I think maybe I like it this way better than the way I think I want it.
That was a very convoluted paragraph, but nobody reads this shit anyway.
Summary: My hair is short. C'mon, hottest summer on record, I am ready for you.
EDITED TO ADD: I suck at taking pictures of myself. I'll try to get somebody else to take one, soon.
carouser:
So where is a pic of this new cut? 
mydogfarted:
It grows back. 