I went to my "usual" place, and my favorite...I don't wanna say stylist, `cause that sounds gay, but she's too not-a-man to be a barber...haircutter, Anna. She seemed tired and today's was an admittedly lackluster performance. Oh well, at least I didn't cut it myself.
A basic rendering of the results:
That's probably too dark a shade of brown to accurately illustrate my hair color. Also, my arms are like, twice as long as my arms. What the hell? Alas.
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