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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Another day, another do.
Explain to me how a man (of any sexuality) can spend three hours getting his hair done, only to look the same when he leaves? I did get to don this fancy wizards coat though. And in the process I got pretty wired on all the caffeine I managed to consume while waiting for whatever it was they were doing to end. In all fairness it is a work-perk I rarely take advantage of. The generic cut has sufficed for the last few months but I felt like treating myself (at the expense of my employers of course... Grazi).
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