One week. That’s all that separates me from my trip to London and Dublin. One week. Seven days. 168 hours (less, actually, because my plane leaves at 7:15 p.m. and it is now about 10:08 – but who’s counting, right?).
Maybe it’s a sign that I’m getting old or growing up or something, but before every [...]
Posts Tagged as ‘haircut’
July 26, 2009
T-minus 7 days – the haircut
April 19, 2008
Signs of change
I got a haircut yesterday. Not just a trim. I didn’t just get my normally-shaggy hair neatened up a bit. Oh no. That’s too easy. I got a chop. As in electric clippers instead of scissors and piles of hair on the ground.
It felt really good to get the haircut. In reality, it was a [...]
