I've noticed that every time I get a haircut, the people who do it are always surprised I'm cutting it so short. I just assure them I do want it that short.
I close with saying happy birthday to my friend Nic Nac. Night.
"Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard. Their shadows searching in the night. Streetlight people, living just to find emotion. Hiding, somewhere in the night."
(Don't Stop Believin', Journey)
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