oh the boredom
It's sad when the most exciting thing to happen to me in a whole week is getting a haircut! It had been about 8 weeks since my last trip to the barber's chair and it really showed. I'm sure that any of you who are familiar with the nappy growing patterns of my hair will be begging me for pictures of my former 'fro. Sorry to disappoint you but I'm pretty sure there is no photographic evidence. My hair had gotten so out of control that my friend Asif used to remind me many times a day (in person, over IM, SMS, phone calls, you name it) that I needed to get a haircut. Judging by how long I've spent talking about this hair-shortening event, it's easy to see that I'm BORED. I guess I got so used to working 18 hours a day that a 10-12 hour workday leaves me with WAY too much free time. (I KNOW I'm going to regret that statement...)