Aging

Back when I had hair down to my ass, I used to wear it in a ponytail, with about 5 or 6 rubberbands around it. It was kept back out of the way, and it was kept neat. I didn't notice it until I cut it back into a military style cut, but I used to play with my ponytail when I was thinking, or distracted.

Since Austin, I've had plenty of ideas for posts, but I'm so damn far behind on e-mails and reading blogs, that I don't think I'll ever get caught up. I'm getting distracted, and have a hard time focusing on the post at hand.

What do the two have to do with each other? Well, as I was trying to focus, I found myself swirling my hair in my fingers. Now, if you know me, or have met me, you know that my hair ain't that long. But then, it is... if it's from my ear. I don't know where it was hiding, but my Gottdamn ear hair was over an inch and a half long. Hurt like hell when I pulled it out, too. I think it's root was connected to my brain.

Hell, I tried to take a picture of it, but it doesn't show up well enough. With it being as white as it was, it disappeared everytime I snapped a shot.

Just thought you might like to know.

Posted by That 1 Guy at May 5, 2006 07:48 AM