It's Gone

Well I finally had enough of my long hair. It is gone. I watched the lady reap handfulls of the stuff off with her razor blade. It was rather tramatic. It had been up there growing for over a year now. We had gotten pretty close, he kept me warm through the cold Netherlands winter, but the tangled mess became annoying all too quickly. Here are a few pictures.

Before:

After:

Now perhaps I can walk into my house in peace without hearing "Dustin, cut your hair" every two minutes from my mom and dad! Sheesh, some people!