When I left work on Tuesday, I had hair so long and heavy it swung like a pendulum when I walked, and fishbelly-white skin. Two days later, I’ve lost about five or six inches from my hair, leaving it free to strut its natural curl, and I’ve got a bit of a tan going, with a hint of sunburn here and there. And I still have four days of vacation left, so who knows what’ll happen next.
The poor folks at my workplace are in for a wee bit o’ a shock.
I still haven’t got a photo that really does Ken’s wonderful work justice, but this one gives a hint, and it’s got a bonus cute cat in it:
Having way too much fun, as if you couldn’t tell.