in anticipation of cutting my hair (i really need to cut my hair), i stopped by target on my way home to pick up some hair shears. so i got home, announced “i’m going to cut my hair and then we can eat” and proceeded to try to bust out the new shears.
these freaking scissors were zip-tied in so tight that i had to bust out ANOTHER pair of scissors just to get them loose. and, in the process, in a struggle, the scissors (old, not new), slipped and cut a big fat gash in my left ring-fingertip. all of the blood in my body, noting the opening, made a real break for it. anyway, quick action and some peroxide, some all-natural undyed paper towels, a million band-aids, about 24 hours and no haircut later, i’m finally ready to get on with my life.
superglue gumshoe 
Man that sounds rough. Incidentally, White Denim is coming to Hell? That’s pretty cool.
So do you always cut your own hair? Because your hair is always really cool.
yeah dude you guys should all come rock out to white denim on tuesday. hell yeah. i’ll probably have people over for a pre-party.
i usually cut my own hair. once every couple years it’ll get to a place that i don’t know what to do with it, so i’ll go get it cut, but generally i’m too poor and lazy to do that.
you’re a punk! got the gash and hair and music to prove.
Last week this guy hacked a bunch of hair off my head. it is not quite alison heckel short but it’s pretty short.
aw, boo, i can’t wait to see it! take pictures.