not the hair!

Well, that's it, my hair's gonna be ruined.
It's raining and I'm continuining my "get a stamp, get unemployment benefits" quest.
If you hear about an explosion in the west of the country, it'll probably be me. Spontaneous human combustion or something. So if I never return: I've loved you all very much.
Aargh.
ready to brave the idiocy.
One two three... Go.

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