Too Much about My Hair
Thursday, Feb. 27, 2003, 8:21 a.m.

So, I cut my bangs this morning (Yes, I cut my own bangs periodically, thank you very much. I don't butcher them that badly!), and realized that I've just set myself up for torture. No, it's not a bad hair cut, it's just that I've realized I want to chop all my hair off again. So it can be short and curly and relatively easy to take care of again. But... I want to have long hair for my wedding which is--aaaack!--five months away. Not long enough for my hair to grow back to any decent length, but long enough to make me really, really, really WANT to cut my hair RIGHT NOW! Which, of course, I can't and won't do. (Yes, I know that's a fragment of a sentence. I don't care. I want to cut my hair!!!) But for the next five months, now, every time I go to the mirror to play with my bangs, I'm going to be struck with this intense longing to chop all my hair off. Which is really absurd, because for the first time ever, my hair is actually growing past the middle of my back. I spent seven years without ever cutting my hair except to trim it and the stuff wouldn't grow past my bra strap. Not the slightest part of an inch past my bra strap. So you'd think I'd be ecstatic about my hair finally growing this long... and I AM... it's just... I want to cut it now. Eminently logical, am I. :)

This, naturally, deserved a post all of its own. Yeah, I know you're turning away in disgust. But there will be decent posts later. Really... Someone???

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