Hair!

Somebody needs to help me with my hair. I bet, as I walk around in public, there are people thinking, "She looks pretty nice, but the HAIR? Girl needs help!" I just let it do whatever. My bangs, though existent, are intractable. I should trim them, perhaps. I should probably just go in to Amy and see if she can help me. But knowing me, and knowing Lent, I won't. Besides, I really ought to schedule the more health-related appointments, for teeth cleaning and an eye checkup, first before I go blowing money on a probably lost cause.