Oh, honey. I got mah hair cut today for the first time in like, ten weeks, and my lovely girl Ashley was like " ... Crystal? I think you've got a little gray in your crown."

At which point I said, "OH MY GOD! I KNEW I WAS RIGHT! I HAVE GRAY HAIR AT TWENTY-FIVE!" (In all-caps, apparently.)

So, yes. Hair is important, yo. *nodnod*

And! EEE, music is so much love, and, yes, the Tangerines, they should, y'know, kindly or not-so-kindly cease to exist.

And. AUGH. *sends Internet hugs your way* Failing health is such a scary thing to witness and just. Yes. *sends moar hugs*