If I've done it correctly (and no one can be sure about that), this is a picture of my head from Katie's graduation party a little over a year ago. It was thinner then.
Still haven't gotten the kitchen packed, but that issue seems less pressing now -- my landlord has already rented the place. Now, who, in his right mind, would rent an apartment without seeing it? I mean, isn't that a fairly dangerous practice?
The good news is that I won't have to deal with people traipsing through my apartment before I have moved out. Hooray for me!
I had my first SuperCuts experience today. I'm a touch disappointed as the only visible difference is in my wallet. The haircuttress (that's a new word I made up) told me that it shouldn't flip out all mulletty-That-Girl (another new word: Margot Thomas + Billy Ray Cyrus = me pre-haircut) in the back anymore, but that remains to be seen. I'm keeping my fingers crossed... when I'm not typing...
My, this entry is chock full o' parenthetical asides!
Back to work!