Ruth and Asha (our cook, friend, philosopher and everbody's guide)
Since getting back home my hair has been getting a lot of attention. It looks nothing like what it did when I left India six months ago. Charmayne who visited recently, along with "the other Uma" and Suresh, said I didn't look at all like I did in the pics I had been posting. Obviously. Those were taken a while ago when I was still looking relatively sober and my hair stood respectfully around my head.
Since I haven't been able to have a haircut in the last several months and now that I've got back my own stylist says she is too busy to come home and give me a haircut, I will have to put up with this bird's nest for the next two weeks at least, or until I am well and truly back on my feet and able to hobble along to her outfit for my next proper haircut.
Me exercising like mad to keep my weight steady and get my muscles into shape
Until then, feel free to inspect the wild forest around my head. You might even come across a dingo or pygmy deer hiding in it.
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