I'm sure I won't finish this in 5 minutes.
I cut my hair. It's short! I even cut it a second time. It's shorter! Not for the purpose of making it shorter, but it needed a trim because it was beginning to mullet, so my roommate ship-shaped it up for me. Now I feel pretty Starbuck-ian, which sometimes is cool. It's weird sometimes--it's so different! But also, it's different! and that's cool. Short hair is so much more purposeful than long hair. I mean, I still put 0 time into my hair like I used to, but...
Anyways!
It's rainy and cool and beautiful today, and I've been listening to music I like and looking at flannel and sweaters and campgrounds and I just want that warm fuzzy beautifulness! I want to hang out with my friends who aren't here or near. I want to walk around a drizzly city. By a body of water. With Christmas lights!
SIGH