Picture this (w/ hairy addition)

I was sitting quietly while reflecting today (hard to imagine, I know) when I suddenly remembered why I was growing out my hair to begin with and immediately felt vacuous. I like my hair short. Remember the length back when I lived in AZ? I loved it and I'm cutting it again. Maybe not that short, but shorter than it is. It's gotten to that point where it's just dragging on the weight of itself and doesn't have any spring. Since I am clearly not going to do any actual styling any time soon, short is the way to go. My hair looks better not styled when it is short. Also, it's curly now. What the hell is that anyway? It used to be straight with maybe a little wave to it and now we are talking banana curls in some places. I don't get it, but I kind of like it. It keeps me looking one step from animal when there's a lot of humidity.

I keep thinking I should cut it myself since I was promised it's excellent therapy but I don't know if I could get that layered look I'm shooting for in the back. This isn't the flip your head over and hack type deal. Is that even a deal? As much as that was a fantastic way to add something like "noodles" to mud soup, I like to pretend I am past that phase in my life. If that's not some kind of red flag, I don't know what is. Maybe I should just wrap a bunch of caution tape around myself and go for it.


I updated my flickr account. Hence said reflection. It's as thrilling as it sounds.

With my camera broken I can only snap lasting memories with my mind and I am tinkering with the idea of finally getting a big girl camera. My Canon Powershot is an awesome little camera (when it works) and I will miss it. It was the kind of camera you can drag across the country without a care in the world and it served its purpose well. We had a good run but the lose pieces rattling around inside it don't sound so hot. I wish I was the kind of person that could take it apart and be all "ah ha" just to put it back into working order. I'm not though. Boo.

You'll know when and if I get another camera because I'll stop posting phone pictures every time. You love them as much as I do and you know it.