I think I'm going to hire Becky to come down here and cut my hair, because really nobody else has a clue.
Of course it was Mastercuts again. My hair had grown out quite a bit and it just doesn't behave in mid-lengths. I wanted it at mid-cheek in front, and higher in the back (to avoid the flare-out tail I get). Instead, I now look exactly like I did right after I got to Okinawa, which means it looks like I had a boy-cut that grew out for 4 months. Great. Anyway, with a comb-headband-thingey it doesn't look entirely bad. I guess I have a reason to wear those now.
Here's a brief review of past bad haircuts. Its now just a little shorter, especially in the back, than this first shot:
No, I can't wear that top, or the shorts I was in that day, anymore. I can't believe I ever could!