The bald and the beautiful

Disaster struck big time yesterday. As I mentioned, I was planning to cut of my hair so that only the blond parts would be left, since I've grown tired of my dark hair. So, my friend Dagmar shaved it off like she did before. So far, so good.... Then, it turned out the dark parts were too long so we needed to cut off even more, resulting in what can only be descibed as a skinhead look. My hair is like 1 millimeter long now and I feel like I've just undergone a goddamned chemo therapy. I try to stay indoors as much as possible, but of course, I had to go to work this morning, so I didn't really have a choice and needed to walk to the bus, get on the bus (mind you, packed with people) and walk from the bus stop to the office. And if that wasn't enough, of course everyone at work is fucking with me now, as if my misery wasn't complete already.

Maybe some of you cannot relate to how upset I am with all this, but when you happen to know me in real life, you'll be aware of my obsession with my hair, and how I spend at least half an hour each morning to style it the way I like it. Well, there's not really a lot of hair to style left anymore. In fact, when I don't shave for a day, my beard would be longer than the hair on my head. So as you can imagine, I feel pretty fucked...

The only positive thing about all this, is that my hair seems to be growing at a pretty rapid speed, and when it's as short as it is right now, you'll notice the difference day by day as it grows. What I want most right now is to lock myself up for at least a week until it's just a little bit more do-able, but unfortunately I can't. So I'll just swallow in self-pity and make sure I won't have my picture taken anywhere for a while.