dorky harstyles and brazilian restaurants

Its 4 pm on the friday prior to the christmas weekend. I took the whole next week off because I seriously need some time for self. We are planning to go skiing and visit charlotte and raleigh. Im sure its going to be fun. :)

This week I had to attend an important meeting in Mexico and I desperately needed a haircut. So I go to 'Great Clips'. Great clips maintains a log of the the hairstyle that one prefers and everytime I go there I get the usual. This time I am asked "Are you busy with work?" I have been really busy with work which explains why I didn't get time to get a haircut. I said yes. She smiles and uses a number 2 attachment which gets me a cropcut on the sides. I tell her that she cut it too small. She says "But you said you were busy so this way you wouldn't have to get a haircut for quite sometime". Now I really am pissed. There are few things in life that I hate and a bad haircut certainly ranks high in that list. The damage has been done and its irrevesible. I fly to mexico and try to convince some really smart people with good haircuts that what I speak really makes sense.

Jonathan and me go to a Brazilian restaurant in Mexicali. Jonathan is a new kid on the block. Just graduated from school, spikey hair, torn jeans and the swagger. Its a buffet and the food looked very good. We invariably overate so much that our stomach ached really bad. Jonathan told me that the only way to help digest the food is to drink some whiskey. I seldom drink but these were dire circumstances. My stomach hurt really bad. So we order some whiskey (I absolutely hate it) and after drinking it we wait for a while. It dosent help the pain but now we are drunk too.

Thats the last time I take medical advise from a 22 year old.