My Seussical Life for 2004 February 18

I went today to get a haircut. Two months have past since my last cut. The story of my hair is like the O. Henry story "The Gift of the Magi." But unlike the character Della, who cuts her hair when she is destitute, I grow mine out when I lack the funds to keep it short. I guess that means I'll be growing my hair out starting today. Good-bye wonderful feeling of having my hair off my neck and out of reach of little boy hair-pullers!