who cares baby? i think i wanna marry you

wedding foliage! yes!

i'm writing about something which happened at 4am sunday morning but through the magic of the internet, it's telling me i wrote it at 9am saturday. incorrect. either way, it's been a hectic week off but ended on a high with a frankly fucking fantastic wedding. it was a real challenge to immerse myself in such an unfamiliar social situation (if i had to guesstimate, i'd say i knew about 6% of the people there) but it's important to do things that put your out of your comfort zone. the only way is up.

our love goes on as our hair grows long

SLUT

let's lay down the law early on today guys. my hair is fucking dreadful. it's thinning and receding at an alarming rate, leaving me with a spot prone five-head as the main 'attraction' of my face. i do the best i can with what i've got and so getting a haircut is great big fucking deal for me. i spend hours making my hair look acceptable (you'd be surprised how much worse it looks when it's not done) but it was getting too much to tackle so today was haircut day. oh god.