So I've always laughed at people who like, cried when their hair got cut. But I have to say, what I just did was a little bit frightening.
No, I didn't cut it off (yet) but I made an appointment on the recommendation of Heather for July 5th.
Update I: I have no zits! Okay, I have a couple but you can't tell (even if you get all up in my personal space) thanks to my awesome friend (hi Allison!) This is the first time in oh... ten years I've been able to look at myself in the mirror and not see at least one patch of red. Thrilled? Doesn't even begin to describe it.
Update II:I'm watching Brokeback Mountain for the first time. Yeah, I'm home alone watching a movie on a Saturday night, what's it to you? And I'm wondering why isn't there a niche for "gay" porn like there is for "lesbian" porn? You know, straight* attractive people doing it with each other? I'd watch Heath Ledger fuck Jack Gyllenhaal up the ass any day of the week and twice on Sunday.
Update III: Not if he has big-ass sideburns and a moustache though.
*Yeah, I know there's gay porn. Yeah, I know the guys in it aren't necessarily not straight. I'm making a joke. Seriously, you people act like I've never even touched a computer before.