Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Narcissism Alert

Forewarning: This'll be an excessively (even for me!) self-indulgent post.

I am totally having a panic attack about getting my hair cut. It's gotten long, very long for me, it's all the way to the tip of my nose now. And it's out of control and I don't like what it's doing. But... BUT... I don't know what to do with it and I feel sort of attached to it now that it's grown and I don't want to just chop it all off after all the time and effort spent growing it out.

For the past couple years I've been in a pretty constant hair state, it's been short, either buzzed or only a couple inches long, like in my profile picture. I have this horrible nervous habit of chopping at the part around my ears with scissors. I usually end up leaving giant holes in it. It always looks awful. And by sheer force of superhuman will, I've forced myself to stop. It does help that it grew to the point where there is no way I could chop at it myself without it being an unrepairable disaster. At least when it was kept short it would grow out over the holes relatively quickly.

And I'm proud! Proud of what I've accomplished, with the length and the floppiness and it hanging over my ears doesn't drive me crazy anymore! I'm afraid if I cut it short I'll start hacking at it again. I'm only so strong!

But it really is out of control now. It just hangs like a defeated... hanging thing. I can't get it to do anything! It's too thick for any hair products to have any effect, besides getting greasy.

So I'm torn. It must be cut. But what to do?
The terror! It envelopes me.This is what I'm thinking of doing, sans the handfuls of mousse.
I just don't know. Panic! Panic, I tell you! Sigh...

1 comment:

Jason Adams said...

Woah... a comment box, look at that. Blew my mind, that did. I cut it! It's gone. Gone, I say! Lil' shorter than I hoped it'd be, but whatever. It's summer. Now I can be a "cool kid" with "season appropriate" hair. Or something...