This evening, after many weeks of contemplating it and the Northern Newfie just going "will you just do it all ready??!!" and one comment of "you're too chicken to do it", I shaved my head - well, more accurately, Darcy shaved it for me as it's a little hard for me to do it myself. No worries readers, I'm not bald, I still have a nice layer of fuzz on my head. Basically, it's about as short as what my hair originally was when I moved up here to the North two years ago.
For some reason, last March, I got this insane idea that I should just let it grow out nice and long again. I haven't had long hair since grade 11 and thought that it might be a nice change. Yeah, I was wrong there. Sure it was a nice change, and it was nice to have the long hair to tie back.... but after a while, it got to the point where it really really needed a desperate hair cut, as I was beginning to feel like a shaggy hippie.
Well, after weeks of throwing the idea around of getting a hair cut, and then a couple of weeks of let's just shave it all of bald....tonight, I had it. It was time for it to go again.
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