My Mistake

And then I chopped off all of my hair. And by "I", I mean W. And by "all" I mean "most." In a bizarre turn of events, the ex just started a Blogger-powered weblog. We are not certain as to how we feel about this right now, but time will tell. Tonight I get to own up to about 40 people that I made some mistakes, and because of that I've got to do something that I truly don't want to do. I've forgiven myself, at this point. I made mistakes, I've learned from them, and I'm never going to make those same mistakes again. But, as an RCA I'm not allowed to make so many mistakes as all of that.