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So as you can tell, I got my hair cut last weekend.

I hate it. Well, not hate... I just miss the length. My damn flat iron fried my hair so I had to cut 3 1/2 inches off of my longest layer. I want it back, so hopefully it will grow fast this summer.

I've been looking for a new apartment lately. My lease is up in either the end of July or August, so I needa find something pretty quick here. I want a place with a dishwasher, and hooopefully washer and dryer. Mom and I are gonna go tour some places this weekend, so we'll see how that goes.

So after doing some reading on separation anxiety in dogs, I found I have a lot of work to do with my tiny mutt. The training is gonna take forever, and nothing provides fast results. As of now, I'll be taking him on longish walks every morning before work to tire him out. I really have no idea how much he's barking since it starts after I leave. God bless my neighbors for being so cool about his loud ass.

That's all for now... 2 more days until the weekend. Hoooooray.