So this week I did a bit of a metamorphisis… a bit of a metamorphesis… a bit of a meta… screw it. This week I made a few changes to my physical look.
A few months ago I had decided to see how I looked with long hair (Hey, if Viggo Mortensen can pull it off, I can.) So I stopped visiting my local hair cuttery and let it grow. Earlier this week I looked like a renegade remnant of the Beetles. Ringo eat your heart out. But the hair reached a length where there were serious issues, it was always not only in my eyes, it was sticking between my eyelids and my skull. I know this sounds weird and sick, but it isn’t as bad as it sounds. It was just pressed into the skin so when I blinked it felt really really weird.
So it had to go.
On top of that I went to the eye doc and got a new pair of glasses. They’re really smart looking and they do the ultra cool transition in sunlight.
It’s amazing how self assured and confident I feel with this new look, and all I get are compliments. Though some of them a bit more odd than others, but then what are roommates for!
"It makes you look bigger." :dubious:
I think of this as my summer rebirth, I’m all set to get back on a workout routine and go out picking up women… once I get a car… and have a bed to sleep on. I can’t bring a girl home to make out on an air mattress. It just won’t do.