Today my mom and I made sugar cookies and watched The Help which was really, really good. Tomorrow hopefully I get to see Keith. 

I’ve been fighting the urge to grab the scissors and chop off my hair for days now. If I don’t get it cut by a professional soon I’m afraid of what I might do. I want to donate to locks of love, but it’s driving me crazy. Not just because it’s so long and wild, but because I want a change so badly. 

Anyway, now maybe I’ll watch Igby Goes Down and clean. I don’t know.