So yesterday I finally got my hair cut!

Yes, after whining for months about how sick of all of my damn hair I was, I finally can start whining about how sorry I am that it's gone. Just kidding!

And to prove how much I like it, here's me now:

Okay, it's not me, but that's my haircut! I'd look just like Willow if only I could lose about a hundred pounds and ten years. Actually, my hair's a little shorter, and a little poofier, but my face is also rounder so it needs the extra poofiness.

After the Great Haircut, I went to meet up with my friend Teri and have lunch and hear all about her impending divorce, then, wracked with guilt that she had given me my gift when I hadn't finished hers yet, raced home and got all crafty.

After that, I spent an hour or two putting up the outside lights. And yes, they are icicle lights, and they are fabulously beautiful. Nearly worth the fifty-three splinters I got in my forearms that my mother removed by gouging out giant chunks of flesh.

I'm not complaining, no matter how drastic it seems, it works!

And then, the big moment...Confession!

There is, for some unknown reason, such a thing as a Jubilee Indulgence, where you can go to confession at certain churches designated as pilgrimage churches and you can get absolved of every single sin that you have ever committed in your entire life, whether you actually confess to them or not, like a Get Out of Jail Free card, and my church was one of the two so designated in the Los Angeles area, and last night was Super Confession Time (ten priests, no waiting), so we went!

There were, as I said, ten priests, but because there are not ten confessionals, four of them were actually in various corners of the altar, and I chose to get in one of those lines. It seemed cool and different, and I got into the shortest line.

Shorter, let me make perfectly clear, ain't better. I was, apparently, in the serial killer line, because as people skipped merrily in and out of the chair opposite the chair I was aiming for, we were creeping along, waiting as someone who clearly hasn't been to church in years detailed long lists of sins.

I missed my Da very much as I remembered how we would make snide comments to each other as people spent too much time in the confessional. "I'm standing here trying to make up some sins, when that guy clearly has done them all!"

Finally I got to the head of the line, confessed in record time, and am now completely sin free! Unless I did something on the ride home, but I don't think I did...

Today's horoscope:
Emotional matters change rapidly. Roll with the punches and don't expect to end up in the same mood as you start your day.

One year ago today:
"You need to watch Quincy more often! You learn important medical facts from Quincy!!"

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