I cut my hair. It's going to take getting used to.
Ugh. I look tied and washed out. Oh well. I suck at taking pics of myself too.
My dad keeps switching between making carrot top jokes (cuz it's red which you really can't tell from the pics) and jokes about me trying to be British (which I will give him the similarties between my hair and hair (some) British women have).
Speaking of Britian I got P&P on DVD today. Yay! I <3 Jane Austen and British accents so it all comes together rather nicely, no?
I think I'm becoming incoherent (more than usual) from lack of sleep because I had to start work at six (!!!) today. I'll write a longer post with far more ranting and gushing about my new hair later.
[edit]- posted wrong links. Oops!