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[Apr. 7th, 2009|05:10 pm] |
I got a haircut today.
I should really find a new barbershop. When I go in there, I have a 50/50 chance of getting a good haircut. There's the old guy, whom I hope I get, and then there's the slightly older guy. I got him this time. He always cuts my hair way too short and never listens to my requests. I guess crew cut is the only hairstyle he knows or can do these days. And he always kills my sideburns. I mean, I keep them short to begin with, but he takes them all the way off. Should have said something. Maybe I'm too nice to the slightly older guy, but he is the one with the sharp scissors, so...
Anyway, I sat down, said "Just a trim, please" and wound up with a crew cut. Well, actually, it's more like a "Give-it-a-couple-weeks." So no rockin' pompadour for a month or so. Maybe I should just cut my own hair from now on.
MP3: Smoking Popes - Brand New Hairstyle
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