Thursday, 15 January 2009

Dear Diary

It is not big or clever to cut your own fucking hair the day before a weekend of dates. Thanks to my MTV attention span, this morning I managed to cut my fringe in a style that can only be described as 70s glam-rock (not in a good way, think Dave from Slade), and managed to also only shave HALF of my undercarriage. So up top I'm like the bucktoothed one that couldn't get laid and down yonder I look like the pubic equivalent of Harvey "Two-Face" Dent.

I hate my life hahaha.

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