19.09.13 - 10:30 a.m.

older, no wiser, or maybe
wiser, who knows. discussion of breitenbush
and a marked elevation in tolerance for bad
behavior usher in my 33rd year. not a bottle of
hair dye or dinner out with friends at a place
with heavy flatware and house-infused vodka, but
a vow not to cut my own hair for awhile (bangs excepted).