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I just got a major haircut (most of the purple is gone now). Something like 9 inches - I didn't measure exactly. I kind of wish I knew exactly how much it weighed, but the idea of bagging up my hair and carrying it home to weigh on a kitchen scale was a little creepy. It was at the point where I wore Heidi braids to work, with them crossed up over the top of my head. Time for it to go.
It was actually supposed to go last week, but I caught something dreadful, probably from ARR's class, and completely lost my voice for three days. Doctor flat out forbid me from going out in public. Cancelling the hair appointment was comical--I could only produce a weird whisper-squeak, so the poor receptionist could barely make out what I was saying.
There's a particular joy to the first shower after a major haircut. This is so much easier! Everything is so much easier! I feel so light and free!
It was actually supposed to go last week, but I caught something dreadful, probably from ARR's class, and completely lost my voice for three days. Doctor flat out forbid me from going out in public. Cancelling the hair appointment was comical--I could only produce a weird whisper-squeak, so the poor receptionist could barely make out what I was saying.
There's a particular joy to the first shower after a major haircut. This is so much easier! Everything is so much easier! I feel so light and free!
