The Ginger Got A Haircut ... Finally

After six months, I finally got my idiot hair cut!

I apologise if the picture blinded you, but I'm excited about having new hair after for-flipping-ever.

I happen to be in a particularly fabulous Skype call right at this point in time. If you haven't heard about Skype, then you've been living under a rock that has been hiding under a cave in the middle of fucking nowhere. But that's okay. I'll tell you about it right now.

Skype is this programme that you can talk to people on, and you can have massive group calls, but you can only have video calls with individuals. It's pretty fricking cool, and it only shows up as one tab-type-thing on the bottom of your screen, unless you put it into compact view. (But why would you want to do that? Do you *like* having your computer spaz out because of that many chats going on? No? Didn't think so.) Now, I'm not going to sugar-coat it; Skype can lag like a motherfudging failwhale, and if you don't have a whorehouse-esque computer like myself that can hold massive calls, then the quality and all that of a call will not be that great, and the whole mood of the call can go downhill because you're just trying to get on with your call but your computer's telling you differently. But there are secret emoticons that can cause much fun, and then there's the elusive cat emoticon that newbs can never figure out how to do and get in a ragequit mood about, and if you go "/me blablabla" it turns up as "someone does this this and this" which is endless fun when you're bored and like getting addicted to talking in third person.

So obviously I spend far too much time on Skype. Get over it.