When I'm stressed I do things to my hair (see 2005 post re: The Perm). In less than 10 days I will find out if I passed the bar. Hence, a haircut was in order...
"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail, "There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail! See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance: They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the dance?"
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