Hair

I really can't wait for my hair to grow out.
I have an undercut right now, and don't get me wrong: I do not regretting hacking off whatever my hair was two years ago. It was a mess and it needed to be burned.
But I miss being able to hide in it. It helped with my anxiety.
Short hair is fun and all, but when your heart starts racing and you need something to get your mind off of things, there's no hair there for you to twiddle.
And I twiddle. A lot.

Anyway, today I learned that listening to Night Vale while taking a test is a very bad idea.
By that, I mean that I nearly screamed during a test.

For those of you who don't know what Night Vale is:
Welcome to Night Vale is a twice-monthly podcast about a creepy little town that seems to be on its own schedule apart from the rest of the world. Along with angels you aren't allowed to acknowledge, mountains that don't exist, banned wheat and wheat by-products, Librarians, who you should definitely avoid, a literal five-headed dragon running for Mayor, a Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home, a GIANT GLOW CLOUD WHOM YOU MUST SUBMIT TO, a floating cat, lots of dead interns, dog parks that you shouldn't enter under any circumstance, an Apache Tracker who shouldn't be allowed to call himself that, a Barber that gives cactuses haircuts, and, most importantly, the wonderful, amazing, perfect scientist that came through and never left. All told through the eyes of the Night Vale radio station host.

10 out of 10, would recommend.

That's all I've got,
Cheers!