Fighting the urge to break out into Britney Spears, of course:

I cut my hair again.
About ten inches, this time. It's been not even six months since my last major cut, where I took off a foot. I've just been getting sick of the upkeep of long-long hair. When your grow your hair to bum-length, any damage it receives will stay with you for years. I've gotten sick of careful washings and keeping it bunned and worrying about breakage. My new length is hardly short and I don't plan to be rough on my hair, but with the rate it grows (12 inches a year, easily) this new length is essentially worry-free.
No more anxiety about getting it caught or developing split ends. No more reasons not to wear it lose (though, I'll admit, it is cooler and more comfortable bunned). And ah, it feels so much thicker! I'm quite in love with it.
( Three pictures, fairly large. )
Also, Dude the cat says hi. Ain't he handsome? (He was actually purring himself to sleep when I took this picture, but I'll be damned if he doesn't look like he thinks the camera is yes indeed very droll now will we get it out of his face?)
Fun games to play when viewing the above photographs: Spot the eyelashes! (Yeah, they're all but invisible.) Spot the veins! (Look hard enough and you can trace them up my entire arm.) The crook in the back of my hair which made most of my photos unsalvagable comes from bunning my hair. The pictures of me and my hair were taken indoors at night with flash, and so the colors aren't entirely accurate, but browse back through my hair tag and you'll get a better idea of the true color.
New layout over at
juushika, by the by: almost-pastels for spring, and smaller stripes because I wanted something a touch less bold. I'm quite fond of it, too.

I cut my hair again.
About ten inches, this time. It's been not even six months since my last major cut, where I took off a foot. I've just been getting sick of the upkeep of long-long hair. When your grow your hair to bum-length, any damage it receives will stay with you for years. I've gotten sick of careful washings and keeping it bunned and worrying about breakage. My new length is hardly short and I don't plan to be rough on my hair, but with the rate it grows (12 inches a year, easily) this new length is essentially worry-free.
No more anxiety about getting it caught or developing split ends. No more reasons not to wear it lose (though, I'll admit, it is cooler and more comfortable bunned). And ah, it feels so much thicker! I'm quite in love with it.
Also, Dude the cat says hi. Ain't he handsome? (He was actually purring himself to sleep when I took this picture, but I'll be damned if he doesn't look like he thinks the camera is yes indeed very droll now will we get it out of his face?)
Fun games to play when viewing the above photographs: Spot the eyelashes! (Yeah, they're all but invisible.) Spot the veins! (Look hard enough and you can trace them up my entire arm.) The crook in the back of my hair which made most of my photos unsalvagable comes from bunning my hair. The pictures of me and my hair were taken indoors at night with flash, and so the colors aren't entirely accurate, but browse back through my hair tag and you'll get a better idea of the true color.
New layout over at
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