B is for Cookie

Sometimes I don't brush my hair for weeks at a time, and then my hair starts to give birth to little baby dreadlocks in the back. It makes me feel like maybe I'm doing something wrong with my life, but I can't put my finger on what. I think I'll start putting my dirty kleenex in the garbage from now on. Maybe one day when there's no clean bowls I'll just wash one instead of eating cereal from a tupperware container. I don't know, but I think I'm going to have to cut off a chunk of my hair.