
i give you head/s

yeah yeah yeah
all very amusing.
thought a head shave was overdue.
and i don't have my clippers here
so
greg took me to this 'cool' place on astor and broadway.
where a kid (called stan) who was out of his mind on acid did this: his 'best attempt'.
it was funny for about 15 minutes.
more amusing was greg trying not to mention how incredibly shit it all looked.

wet knobhead
the solution was simple (yet uncomfortable)
watched 'after hours' with greg at his place then returned to mine and went at it with a gillete sensor excel (or 3).
maybe mentioning it here isn't appropriate.
but i kind of feel like i'm losing my mind.
and the new hairstyle isn't helping.
(nor actually is listening to kim carnes album: mistaken identity)
usually, i reserve the 'shaving all the hair off' number as a signifier of starting something new or as a means to kick start extreme change.
ur...
met miranda at lucky strikes for lunch.
which a nice suprise, especially as i thought i was meeting mel for lunch.
when miranda had been texting 'where shall we meet and when?' she had been signing the texts 'M'...which i thought was 'mel' but she meant 'miranda'.
we both talked our excitement to be in NY.
and i discussed how i think i'm losing my mind.
miranda suggested i should 'go for it' and move here.
it's pretty ass about tit though: most people graft in NY when they're young and for some years, THEN semi-retire to the countryside.
i'm going backwards aren't i?