It was only a matter of time before the need to "do" my hair would grow old to me. After not cutting my hair for the entire wired jaw escapade and the two months prior to that, due to sheer laziness, I could not deal with the jew-fro, curly side burns, and borderline mullet anymore.
Others also had noticed that my hair had gotten out of control and commented that a change needed to be made. So, go ahead, be gone with it. Cropped, styled, and back in business.
It's just another sign of the rebirth of the J-Man back out into the civilized world. Get your sexy on.