Well, I just had the most fabulous morning... not. After hitting the snooze button about 32 times, I decided I didn't have time for a shower and would straighten my hair instead. It seriously looked about like this:
Since I figured my hair was slightly beyond straightening, I decided to curl it. Since I try to look like a fancy girl now. So, I'd put on a little strand of hair, spritz on some hair spray, curl and release.
Then it all went down hill. I got a phone call. I was tired. Apparently I can only do so many things at once at 6:30 am before having any coffee. I somehow managed to glue my hair to the curling iron with the hairspray and singed a section. Right in the front. Whatever. I'm not overly attached to my hair so its not the end of the world.
After I got to work, seeing it sticking out, right in the corner of my vision kept driving me crazy. So... then I did something really stupid. I just cut the whole thing off. Hmm, thats going to grow back funny.