I look like the Shaggy D.A.

I got my haircut today, and it's short. I've spent a year growing it out and was going to try to grow it down to my ass, but I got frustrated mid back (probably more due to grading stress than my hair woes) and told the hair magician to cut it off (but not too short). I don't look like a pixie (not that there's anything wrong with that), but it is at my shoulders. It's curly, so now I look like a sheepdog. I hand him a picture of Uma Thurman, and I come out like a sheepdog. Not his fault, mind you, but I just have sheepdog hair. It's like trying to make Carrot Top look like Pierce Brosnan. Ain't gonna happen.

Maybe if I starved myself and drank 200 degree lattes, I'd be skinny enough to have the body of Uma Thurman and then my hair would look like hers, too. Dream on. I'd look like broccoli.

Edgy thinks it looks good. He kept telling me how pretty it looked tonight. Anyone ever read Stevie Smith? Enough said.

Back to fucking grading.

PS. Love to Edgy for thinking it's pretty.