for the first time in a long time i am starting to feel again the long-lost undated thrill of a monthly haircut. this is going to be The Haircut of my life. colossal transformation expected. yes its haircut day.
head's jello, epidermal surges like them bumpy flutters, hands so cold with my stomach twistin' like bugs in a churn. psyched enough for a day? someone say amen. Nothing very much to do with my neurotic mane-crazed compulsions. i am just in need of a change. Purely, now, for psychological reasons.
trust my shrinking butt, don't trust my smile.
well not for today, but maybe tomorrow.
:)
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