But anyway, I don't want to become one of those vegetarians that force my views on everyone (much like christians), looking at the carnivores with disdain. I don't care what other people do. Just allow me to do what I choose, as well. I'll try to use that tact when I visit my family in a couple of weeks. I'm sure my fat ass step-mother will tell me how I'm malnourished and whatnot. "OK, Barb. Have another doughnut."

I decided to do something with my hair. I made an appointment for Friday afternoon. I need to quit being such a sissy about it. It's just a big deal to me since my hair has been this long for about 12 years now. I'll need time to adjust. I want to do it before visiting my family, who on a few occasions have tried to get me to cut it. I even had a thought of putting the clippings in a bag or something for my Dad, who is bald. I don't think he's ever had that much hair. He had a flat top in high school (50s), sideburns in the 70s, but always very little hair. He sometimes asks me when I'm going to cut my hair, and I usually say, "Why, Dad? Do you need some? Maybe I can clean out my chair at the office." A guy at work suggested using double sided tape to pick up the clippings and give it to him as a cheap-ass toupee. Should I dye it brown and (mostly) gray to match?