I managed to get a haircut. When I rolled in there, they pulled up my number and it said I hadn't been in since January. Fortunately it also said what my normal haircut was, which helps because six months later I forgot. I lost a wig's worth of hair. I can see without having to brush it away from my eyes. My post-shower towel is much drier than it used to be.
I turned 40 this past Sunday. I remember being very self conscious when I turned 30, but apparently it wasn't on my mind when I was blogging. I was apparently more willing to talk about getting my first smartphone. (Note: the LG Ally was a massive piece of crap) This time, it doesn't seem to bother me.
I guess I just have better things to worry about.
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