hairy feet

My apartment currently smells like dogfood and feet. I understand the dog food smell, but the feet have me a bit baffled. I need to do a real clean-up, but it's overwhelming right now and I had a long day. Still, smells like goddamn feet. I hate that smell. I need a maid.

I got my hair cut last night. Tricoci University, the school owned and run by Mario Tricoci Salons, offers walk-in services. For $12, I got one of the best haircuts of my life. I had to wait an hour after driving 40 minutes, but it was totally worth it. Bea, the student who did my hair, first asked me if I wanted to keep my current long layers or try something different. I said I had no idea and that if she thought there was something that would look better on me, I'd be happy to change. She and her teacher agreed a bob would look best, so we discussed length and what she was going to do. The teacher started her off, cutting a few "guide" pieces for length, then complimented me on having the "perfect neck" for hair cutting. Apparently, my neck is long and curves the same way the haircut should, so it would be obvious how to do it. The teacher came and went, and they discussed my hair and head in terms of "tic-tacs" and clock faces. Bea learned "slithering" and she and the other students were all very excited by this new technique's results. So for $12 I had a wash, cut, blowdry and style that looked better than the $75 cut I got at the actual Mario Tricoci salon last time.

Other notable service offerings:

• Men's haircuts: $8
• Basic manicure: $7
• French manicure: $9
• Basic pedicure: $20
• Basic faccial: $10-$15
• Full service and price listing online

In other news, my e-correspondant person made a very casual meeting suggestion, so no more worry about that monkey.

I know I should walk Freud again before bed, but I just want to pass out. We'll see if he lets me.