Sunday, July 03, 2005

Barbery.

Haircuts happen.

I was leaving Subway the other day when I noticed their next door neighbor was a hair salon. So I decided to get a snip along with my sub. I drove home with foot long in hand and four inches less on head.

Unfortuneately, I forgot to shower before bedtime and woke up with a pillow coated with hair clippings.

No wonder I was so itchy in my dreams. 

| 03:22 PM

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Drew. 28. Graphic designer. Works in Chicago. Lives in the suburbs. Kind of geeky. Wears too much blue. Drinks tea. Eats spice. Likes to poo.

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