  i cut my own hair. it goes back a while and it's mostly out of laziness. i've gone to a stylist/barber/whatever once since ninth grade, and that was because i had a formal to go to that night. the whole thing started when my wrestling coach got sick of my hair and said i was getting a haircut. i said "i know coach, i'll go this weekend. " and he said "no you're getting one tonight. " so after practice, not even joking, he pulls scissors out of his desk and cut my hair.
he did a pretty good job, too. so anyways, i got used to getting free haircuts, all i'd have to do is let it grow long enough to irritate coach. when i got to college, coach wasn't around to do it anymore, so i had to figure out how to do it myself. well not right away, i could usually hoodwink someone into doing it for me, usually in the bathroom or something like that. but after a while, i guess the whole thing becamse a bit tiresome, so i was left with no other option but to do it myself. i mean it was either that or actually pay for a haircut, and who really wants to do that? luckily i got hair that's not too big of a hassle, i can cut it straight across and since it's curly i don't look like a complete tool like the dumb and dumber guys who did the bowl cut thing, or if i do, no one's had the courtesy to tell me.
old man colby probly still gives his sons haircuts, and that scares me more than a little bit. feeling: somewhat derelict thinking of: wrestling shoes music: "all i want is you" delirious 
