argh.

my hair looks like crap. it's long enough that it needs gel but 1) i can't take gel on a plane now thanks to the maroons in the DHS, and 2) i've gone the whole summer without gel and i likes it that way, dammit.

so today i'm wearing a hat, and perhaps tomorrow i'll get it cut. and not by the barber-lady i used last time because if she'd done a good job i wouldn't be getting it cut again 3 weeks later. or maybe i would. but i didn't like it much right outta the door, although that may have had more to do with the length than the cut. bah. this sorta hassle was supposed to go away when i shortened the hair. now i remember why i grew it out ;)

actually, there's no hassle if i just keep it mighty-short, however, the SO likes something to grab on to. aha! compromise! my silly beard is quite longish now, so she can grab onto that. there we go.