january

i'm hanging out waiting for my hair to be done. i'm dying my roots. my hair is currently blonde and long; very long. if there's anything about myself i'm constantly changing, it's my hair. it's been every color and every length.

for whatever reason, though, now that it's long (to the middle of my back long) i can't cut it. the thought of cutting it, even to my shoulders distresses me to the point of fear.

on another note, i've been having a lot of dreams about dead cats lately and i wonder what that's about.

2005-01-04, 8:11 p.m.
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