So who can guess what the difference is between these two photos?

         

Give up? It&#039s this ponytail!

I&#039m not entirely sure what posessed me to up and get my hair cut today. Maybe it&#039s from the months of saying that I needed to do it. Maybe it&#039s because it&#039s summertime and really fucking hot with four layers of thick, wavy Ringwald curse weighing down my head. Maybe it&#039s because of the fucked up dream I had last night about the difficulties of washing my hair. Whatever it was, I got it cut. The hair&#039s in a plastic bag on my desk right now so I can mail it off to charity Monday. It took the beautician quite a while to hack through the ponytail which was nearly an inch and a half in diameter. All you people out there whining that you don&#039t have thick hair can just stop it right now because you&#039ll never have to put up with it giving you headaches or choking you or trying to take root in your brains to take control. Now that my hair&#039s shorter, I won&#039t have to worry about those things for a while. Well, not for another year or two when my hair&#039s getting long again to the point of being able to donate it some more. Wonderful, renewable stuff, this hair. And who knew my hair had so many reddish highlights? Hope it makes some kid a nice wig. Go kid! Go hair! &#039K, now I&#039m just rambling &#039cause it&#039s after two in the morning and I&#039m gonna go to bed so I can spend tomorrow reading. Until then, happy hair day!