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2002-02-06 - 3:29 p.m. I have bad hair. I don't mean "bad" like "bad house," for those of you who also wasted six hours watching Stephen King's Rose Red on TV last week. I mean bad as in ugly, unwieldy and in need of a new shape. I wish I had a hairdresser I trusted here. I would cut my own hair, but the worst of it is in the back, and I don't trust myself right now. Also, I hate cleaning it up afterward.
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