And yet, I continue to write

So, after posting a blog about how much I hate my blog, I have subsequently continued to blog. I guess I was crying wolf a little bit. Or, just saying that even the hatred I harbor for my blog is not enough to make me stop writing more for me to hate.

I have new hair. I cut off almost a foot of hair. Now, I have a bag of hair in my car, waiting to be sent to Locks of Love so they can make a wig out of it. I hope it makes a nice wig. My remaining hair is wonderful, and dark. Because if you're going to spend $100 getting your hair did, you better be sure that people will notice when you're done. People definitely noticed. And I love it, and I better, since I can't really glue the hair back on (although I guess I could since I still have the bag of hair).