it looks like I’m going to get my hair cut tomorrow afternoon. Eddie mentioned that my mom and Nanny are going to get their’s done, so I called Mom to find out if she thought they could squeeze me in there or if I should just hold off and go to Fantastic Sam’s on Tuesday when I’ve got the day off. I’d post pictures of the styles in the running, but Eddie doesn’t think the scanner will work properly, so we’ll just let everyone be surprised when I get home tomorrow night. I definitely need some shorter bangs, since the last 4″ or so of mine are so fried that they’re literally mushy when wet.

Today marks the 4-year anniversary of the first night I spent in this house after signing my lease. Technically I moved in on the 3rd, but didn’t spend the night until the 4th due to my lack of buying toilet paper. I then had a slew of issues with shit, such as the discovery that someone was fucking with my cable, spending about 3 weeks without heat/hotwater/cooking gas because the gas company is run by a bunch of monkeys, and having some guy get murdered about a 30 second walk away from my driveway. However, even though there’s a lot of quirkiness in this house (obscenely ugly wallpaper, gun-hoarding landlord), we couldn’t ask for a better landlord, who charges us about $300 less than the regular going rate for this area and hasn’t raised the rent in the 4 years I’ve been here.

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