So...

In keeping with the pattern of my life so far, it's winter, and I'm depressed, and I'm not going to see Kenny for ages, so he can't whine about it: I'm going to cut my hair off.

It's always nice how my depression always seems to coincide with super dry winter ends and a complete loss of layers, anyway.

Thinking really short this time. Not Britney short, but short. I m...
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