The Used Q-Tip

I got a haircut today - a REAL haircut. No wimpy, let's take off an inch or two, haircut. In fact, my hair is pretty darn close to being shorter than Bruce's. I look like a Nazi-feminist. Actually, I like the haircut because I really wanted a big change. However, I also decided to change the color with a $6.00 box I bought at WalMart. I now have hair the color of a used Q-Tip. Strangely, it is also growing on me, though Bruce seems to have trouble looking me in the eye. I guess it's just payback for all the times he's bleached his tips. If he wants to look like a 16 year old, go ahead, but I want to look like a Nazi-feminist, or a used Q-Tip.