what you do

I'm home, and it's time to make a mess.














Speaking of, I was starting to look a little bit crazy, so I went to get a haircut.














I was slightly concerned that I had come away with a blagojevich-esque extreme bowl cut, but I think I've done ok. When the jetlag subsides I might make it outdoors, but until then I'll keep watching the food network and eating melatonin.