change my hair, change my luck

cut my hair yesterday. away with the faux cameron-diaz-in-charlie's-angels flippable hair and back to my no-nonsense vaguely gay-man hair.

my peanut butter streaks have almost disappeared (thank God, getting peanut butter streaks in my hair was not one of my smarter ideas) and more of my white hair/ skunk streaks have emerged.

maybe this new hair will make things better. lord knows i've tried everything to improve my life

from prozac
to Big Macs
to pedicures
to kick boxing
to coupland

maybe changing my hair will do the trick this time.