Fourteen dollars is what I just paid for a cut, wash, and style at the Hair Cuttery. After years of forty dollar haircuts, I feel very cheap and ugly. I might have to go shave my head now. Andrea will not be happy, but I have no time during the day to visit a real salon. The $14 haircut won't kill me I suppose.
On the train towards Joel's going away party at Grillfish. Think they'll know I'm sporting lame azz hair?
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