If Kelly hadn’t invited me over to watch the Super Bowl at her place, I would have most likely spent the day in bed, unshowered, watching HGTV until kickoff. I would have eaten a box of SnackWell brand Devil’s Food Cookie Cakes, washed down with some Coke Zero, and called it a night.
But because Kelly invited me over, I had reason to shower! Put on a bra and outside clothes! Leave the house! BUT! My hair’s unkemptitude had been bothering me since, like, forever, so I got a haircut. I even went to the Hair Cuttery, aka the scene of the tragic t0o-short haircut I got in March 2009. This time, I got the lovely Marnie, who gave me a sweet-ass bob. Continue reading