it really is a train wreck.

So, today, I got the worst. Haircut. Ever.

Here I am in a bad movie with Christina Ricci



It was really traumatic. Really. I came home crying. I almost cried in front of the lady that cut it. I didn't though.

On the plus side, if Sharon and Susan want a third, I'm their girl!




I called my mom, on the way to work (on my day off because I can't say no when someone asks me to do them a favor), and complained the whole way there. She couldn't even see it...and my sister called me tonight. She'd heard. Okay. Drumroll, please.



I could still cry.

I went out with the girls from work tonight to this awesome Italian restaurant. Dakota Fanning was there. And I had bad hair.