Shawshank locked me in the bedroom again, and I was allowed to lay in bed until the glorious hour of 7:30am. I woke up around 4am, and cuddled Podrick for a few minutes. I heard Shawshank get up a short time later, and “lock” the bedroom door. I reset the Sleep Daddy I was listening to and dozed. I think I woke up once and reset it again, then went back to dozing.
I woke up to snow. It’s not a lot, but it’s obviously snow, and it’s bullshit.
Finally giving in to the drive to do something about my hair, I cut my hair yesterday. I’d been debating about it for a month now– do I spend the $60 to have it cut, or do it myself, and risk fucking it up and having to pay anyway. After watching a couple of videos, I grabbed the pile of scissors and a couple of elastics, and got busy. To be honest, parting my wet hair and putting it in the elastics took more time than the actual cutting. I was very conservative with my cutting, leaving a lot of the length. It looks good enough. I’m dying to see what it looks like curled, so I’ll put it on the hot rollers and let it set while I assume a human form this morning.
We’re going out to Slightly BiggerTown this afternoon. We need food and drugs.
I’m sorry about the snow. I’ve given up on haircuts. My hair is down to 3 in below my shoulders. I’ve never had it this long before.