Thursday, May 24, 2007
Buzz, Shag, Or Dreadlocks?
Well, I'm off to get a hair cut. I've been trying for over 3 weeks now and either her schedule or mine has kept it from happening. So now my hair is sticking up like Alfalfa. But I'll wait for my girl 'cause I trust her. She's got green hair at the moment. In the past I've also seen it purple or blue or all of the above. It just goes to show that you can't judge a hair stylist by her hair color. In fact, her chair is right in the shop window on the street. Sometimes this makes me feel like the leg-lamp in A Christmas Story. But several times I've seen people duck in off the street just to compliment her. What am I, chopped liver? Maybe I'll try the green this time.
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