Sympathy time (I'm almost wrote symphony time).
I got a man cut today.
Just thought you might like to know.
No, I'm not writing the dissertation with the ever looming deadline.
Yes, this is a pointless blog post.
And yes, I do love you.
How are you today?
I've had it, with the motherfucking length of my hair on my motherfucking head.
2 comments:
get a hair cut, put a plaster on the man cut and do your Dessertation thing
Well cut it dear Stephen Clive, dear Stephen Clive cut it!
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