This evening I have an appointment to get my hair cut. My last haircut was January 3, when I used the Grooming Lounge gift certificate Jeff had given me for Christmas. And even then I didn’t get my hair cut very short, so it has continued to get rather shaggy and curly. The Bozo bits on the side are really starting to drive me crazy.
However, I can’t decide whether to just get it trimmed and keep it longer and curly–which is a little more frustrating for me in terms of the manageability, but at the same time prompts quite a few compliments from my co-workers–or get it cut really pretty short like I wore it as recently as last summer (like the pix from 2003 and 2000 at the bottom of my stats page). With the current style, a few weeks ago Jeff and I had mused, and today my boss’s boss said much the same thing, that I look like I should be wearing a houndshair jacket with elbow patches, carrying a pipe and teaching creative writing at a small New England liberal college.
I don’t know if I had any pix of me with this longer hair online, but as I was checking, I discovered that the site I was using to store all my online photos (hundreds of them, captioned and arranged into albums)–PictureCD.com–apparently has deleted them all anyway, with no warning and no explanation. Sometimes I feel like Bad-Luck Schleprock. Cornelia has some online from our dinner together, but in them I’m always inadvertently situated so that my head is against a dark background, making it impossible to see my hair.