A haircut, a real job, and the attainment thereof.

So far, I've been paid to have people dress me up and do my hair.

I would have to say that I've definitely chosen the right profession for me. Now all I have to do is do this all the time. And not, say, just this once. We'll see how that goes.

In other news, my real world job told me to fuck off on Monday. Wait. No. That's what I told them. Only, in my head. They said they no longer required my services.

AND I COULD NOT BE HAPPIER.