I love my new haircut. (And, yes, eventually i’ll post pictures.)
It’s interesting. One of the reasons i got it cut was because it was the only way i could be any more low-maintenance than i already was; people with long hair usually actually do stuff with it, but i could never be bothered. But now i’m doing all this stuff with my hair -- barrettes or a headband to keep it out of my face, wearing earrings because with this haircut you can actually see them, actually looking into purchasing more hair accessories. When did i start caring about what i look like? :)
And for no reason i can discern, i want to cry.
[edited to add this quote from The Great Gatsby which was one of Joe's recent away messages]
"They were careless people, Tom and Daisy - they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made."