No leaves yet, but tons of flowers

So, not that my hair ever gets terribly long, but here is the new and improved version of Lauren's short hair--



I'm not exactly sure why I look like such a bitch, and it's not just in that photo either. It seems like every damn one of the photos taken of me make me look evil.

( But wait, she is smiling in this one! )

Now that we've gotten that out of the way, I should like to mention something else that I've gotten out of the way. My evil 12 page paper on Crime and Deviance in the Middle Ages is now complete. And it's cleverly titled "Spare the Gavel and Spoil the Deviant," I have no idea what I'll come up with next.

I am what I am, and if you don't like it, I probably hate you for it

Why are you friends with me? No seriously. According to sources who shall remain unnamed, I'm a deplorable person who makes life intensely difficult for everyone else. And furthermore, I refuse to change.

There are certain truths to being me and they won't go away.

I'm going to love AC/DC, and Pulp, and David Bowie for as long as I live, and I will sing along, and I will blast it in the car, and I won't let you have control of my iPod.

I'm going to love Christian Bale, probably even if he starts up a cult and says crazy shit ala Tom Cruz. And I'm going to maintain that Hayden Christensen and Wentworth Miller are gay until I'm blue in the face.

( The Book of Lauren continues )

Enlighten me, what are the truths about you?