Laziness + Cheapness = Cool

I need a haircut. As happens too quickly in my life, my hair goes from the halfway decent, fresh from the barber look to the shaggy, colic. I usually realize this while standing in the bathroom at work at 7:59. My bangs are curling and I have colic that only cement can cure.

Lately my hairstyle plan has been to cut it so short you can’t really comb it. It works great for winter. I put a hat on, I take my hat off, my hair looks fine. That is until I reach the inevitable shaggy state. Then my hair stands to attention like a soldier.

I need a new look. Tonight I went for the bandanna. Unfortunately, the gang look doesn’t exactly mesh with the dress code at work. I’m tempted to grow my hair long. I don’t exactly know what that means, other than the fact that I’ll have to go through a painfully long shaggy state where my hair doesn’t know what to do, and neither do I. But I take encouragement from my balding friends at work: grow it while you got it. My hair will surely abandon me on the day when I need to feel my youngest, so I might as well enjoy it while I can.

All this talk about hair makes it actually seem like I care about style. I don’t. I’ll probably end up with the disheveled look, which is so two years ago, but not for stylistic reasons. Shear laziness will be my primary motiviating factor. In all honesty, laziness paired with cheapness are the inspiration for most of my fashion choices.

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