Apparently, in Chicago on the beaches, over 100 people have passed. I'm there Monday-Friday and haven't seen anything happen and it's kind of creepy to think about... But on another sad note: I got my haircut. 3 F***ING INCHES! I asked for a trim, what the heck?!?!? Well good news is my hair looks healthier and I like how she did my layers so I suppose beggers can't be choosers. Well, another long day ahead of me tomorrow for a magazine print photo shoot.