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i finished all my university classes this week. Undergrad done.
Yay me.
Did taxes.
Yay me.
Worked a whole bunch of hours.
Yay me.
Went to get hair cut to celebrate.
And to a dyke bar I’d been meaning to visit.
Both of these “rewards” were a waste of time.
Queer bar was full of men and Americans from Chicago.
Hair cut I thought was ok but partner couldn’t even tell.
So.
My eye is twitching.
Need to be unconscious
I got out scissors and started hacking away at my hair until he DID notice. Big waste of $. And obviously poor impulse control on my part.
Just tell your partner their hair looks nice ffs.