[ i can see for miles / open your eyes / can't see what i'm living for / my head's so high... ]

...or alternately, shaggy (ugh, shoot me).

Silly personal milestone: this is the most hair my head has ever sported, as (poorly) evidenced by the post-shower photo from Sunday night (the first shower after graduation, for the sentimental).

Today, it gets cut, though precisely how I'm not sure. I imagine similar happenings are taking place in Reggie's life, though given that he's had an immense head of hair for the better part of four years, one could easily understand his wussing out on total removal.

In further blogspam: obligatory cute graduation photo of me with the folks. Note the receding Bauer to my dad's 5 (possibly 5:30).

The jury's still out on graduation, though I can definitely attest to its being Too Large To Grasp. Unfortunately, I've failed to shed my terrible sleeping patterns where I picked them up, though I suppose I didn't actually step INTO my freshman-year dorm in Gummere, since it had been vacated, and was being used as a storage room. I feel like most people who leave Haverford during their freshman year live in Gummere.

For now, it's off to get my hair cut, and as always, doing my best to fight the impulse to call her, the need to tell her about every last damned detail of my retarded life, and to hear about every last detail of hers.

Music: Akufen - In Dog We Trust. The most poorly-named song to come out of this whole Micro-House thing. I hope that's not over; it fucking rocks.