So, the guy who cuts my hair, as pictured above, is pretty freakin awesome. His name is Mark Handy. He’s quiet. Now, not shy, awkward quiet, but content to be silent at most times but when warranted is a fine conversationalist- that kind of quiet. He loves cutting my hair short and dying it crazy colors. He’s just the perfect blend of sarcastic and optimistic. He’s always wanted to go to China. And if he wasn’t in his mid-twenties and in a serious committed relationship and I didn’t just barely know him; we’d totes be married now. Haha j.k, no really.