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A big holiday just passed on Sunday. I forgot to write about it, I guess. I must have been too caught up in the festivities. But this past Sunday was the one year anniversary of me getting rid of my big, dumb hair. That's right. For about 5 years or so before last December 6th, I was sporting long and flowing red curls. I thought I was the coolest, which is why I let it last as long as it did. But seriously, who needs the hassle of long, dumb hair? It's a bitch to wash (which is why I never used to), it causes old people to make comments, it's loved by others more as a novelty than as a nice-looking hairstyle, and myriad other issues. Not worth it. I should have listened to that senile old man that accosted me on my first day of college. "A few years in the military would do you a world of good" he said. "I'm so sorry! Come along now, grandpa." his family would say. And you know what? That old man was completely wrong, but if I had gotten that haircut then, I'd like to think that the crazy old coot would have been proud of me. So this entry is dedicated to the inappropriate grandfather I briefly met on my first day of college. Because of you, I got my hair cut a year ago. I remember the whole thing. I didn't tell any of my immediate family what I was going to do, but I had been planning it for awhile. I was a little nervous, because I didn't know what it was going to look like, so I did some research. I looked through pictures of good-looking dudes, and finally settled on the dude who I thought I would look best as. And as you can probably all tell, I went with the Frank Turner. It's all the rage in the UK. So I went to the fancy place where I get all of my haircuts, and told my hairdresser exactly what I wanted. It didn't quite turn out like the Frank Turner I was envisioning, but I ended up looking damn good. And thank goodness for that. I also got to donate all of that hair I got chopped off to Locks of Love. So not only did I end up looking great, I ended up doing something great. What a guy, eh? But anyway, I made my way home after that, and surprised my family! It was great! My mom saw me and started completely ignoring whoever she was on the phone with to make comments about me. It was cute. I was the star of the day, for sure. And I've had that short hair ever since! And now it's my brother who's the long-haired hippie. I think it's safe to say that a few years in the military would do him a world of good.

So tonight I went on a little bit of a music downloading spree. Not just any sort of music, though. You can't just go into a downloading spree without a clear focus in mind. That's just anarchy, and we can't have that. But tonight my downloading concentration was on female singer-songwriters. You see, Jenny Owen Young's Transmitter Failure has been getting some heavy rotation lately, so I've been in the mood for some girl power. Know what I mean? But it was definitely a good night of downloading. It made me feel like a real heel for sleeping on Gregory & The Hawk for so long. What a dummy I was! But that's rectified, and I'm all set with some brand new girl-folk. I still haven't been able to find my girl Lauren Zettler anywhere online, though. She should tour around here so I can grab her music from her. So, in case you're reading, Lauren, tour here so I can buy your music. Also, Kate, don't worry. It's all in your folder.

Hmm... What else? Oh yeah! I'm going to the doctor's tomorrow. That's pretty neat, right? And all of you worry warts can calm down. There's nothing wrong with me. I'm just going in for a checkup. I figure it's a good idea considering I'll be losing the ol' health insurance soon. So I guess there very well could end up being a lot wrong with me. Hell, I never ever go to the doctor's, so I could be filled with disease. I might even have some broken limbs for all I know. But know this: I'm not going to the doctor's because I feel sick. Hell, I'm never really sick. So hopefully you can rest easily knowing that much. Maybe I'll even find out how tall I am and how much I weigh! Wouldn't that be exciting?! Oh well! Being that I'll be going to the doctor's office tomorrow, I should probably think about heading to bed soon. And that all starts with ending this blog. So, as much as you all wish I could just write an entry that went on forever, I will be ending it right here. Look forward to the exciting results of my doctor's visit tomorrow! Bye, kids!