Awaiting The Magnetic Fields at Sixth & I Synagogue.
I was supposed to be getting a haircut. Right now. My appointment was cancelled. This was an appointment with a substitute salon since there is a 3-week wait right now for the guy I usually go to. My hair is too thick to be this long in triple digits.
I’m tempted to either shave my head a la Britney or track down that guy on Manhunt who has a haircutting fetish.