Hair woes

I got my hair cut downtown last Thursday night at the flashing neon lit, 24 hour salon. I would have never even considered going to a place like that in the States, but both Tori and Emma left with killer cuts, so I decided to give it a go.

At first I thought my hair was funky cool, but now I'm realizing it looks like a long 80's rocker mullet. The little man thinned out my hair so much that I feel like I have nothing left but a few stringy strands. I'm trying not to be superficial, but it took years to grow my hair out. Now, it's just pretty janked up, and I'm eventually going to have to chop it off and start from the beginning.

I need to stop being such a girl. It's just hair, right? AND there are some attributes to having a thin mullet:

1. Less use of shampoo and conditioner = more money to travel
2. Less prep time in the morning = more sleep
3. Everyone loves a mullet
4. I could get a tuft
5 Or turn it into a rat tail

What was I thinking?
I've been scalped.
Stupid, gross thin hair.