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Hey Everyone,
Tuesday afternoon I did actually get the haircut I was threatening to .
It came out much shorter than I meant it to: before the haircut, my fringe could be pulled below my mouth, now it barely reaches my eyes.
That's okay. What isn't okay is that my some of my hair is so thin that combing it straight back looks pretty lame. As soon as they isolate the gene in Native American Indians that stops their hair falling out and can sell it in a cream or something, I'll be the first in line.
In the meantime, I have taken the approach of spiking my hair up a bit. Most folk seem to like it, Haff did say it made me look like I was about to be made into a Halal Chicken, but he still thought it looked good.
The strange thing about a new haircut, it can make you swagger a bit more. Of course, I reckon that I'll probably last two weeks at the most before I shear it all off.
As threatened, I went to the Gothic Speed Dating thing last night, which could have been an exercise in degradation, but it actually wasn't too bad. Met some nice Swedish girls, a surprising number of Australian girls and actaully ran into on or two friends of mine.
Bizarre.
Naturally I completely forgot to keep a running score on my card, so at the end of the night I tried to remember who the not-fat girls were and ticked accordingly. The rules of engagement were that you only spoke to each person for three minutes, and I think that in three minutes of less I tend to give the impression I am a little crazy.
Where as over longer periods I confirm to people that I am a little crazy. But longer periods are good for looking intelligent as well.
I took the tube back from Archway, talking to Yukio, the half-japanese girl who I had met before (Goddamn those Half-Japanese Girls, I hear the chorus sing).
In a minute I'm bugging out of here to pick up another Robin Hobb book at the library. I'm less than a third of the way through the Iain Banks book I've been reading, but a Robin Hobb book is so absorbing that I'll be able to read it in time for it not to go overdue.
Over and out.
J
Tuesday afternoon I did actually get the haircut I was threatening to .
It came out much shorter than I meant it to: before the haircut, my fringe could be pulled below my mouth, now it barely reaches my eyes.
That's okay. What isn't okay is that my some of my hair is so thin that combing it straight back looks pretty lame. As soon as they isolate the gene in Native American Indians that stops their hair falling out and can sell it in a cream or something, I'll be the first in line.
In the meantime, I have taken the approach of spiking my hair up a bit. Most folk seem to like it, Haff did say it made me look like I was about to be made into a Halal Chicken, but he still thought it looked good.
The strange thing about a new haircut, it can make you swagger a bit more. Of course, I reckon that I'll probably last two weeks at the most before I shear it all off.
As threatened, I went to the Gothic Speed Dating thing last night, which could have been an exercise in degradation, but it actually wasn't too bad. Met some nice Swedish girls, a surprising number of Australian girls and actaully ran into on or two friends of mine.
Bizarre.
Naturally I completely forgot to keep a running score on my card, so at the end of the night I tried to remember who the not-fat girls were and ticked accordingly. The rules of engagement were that you only spoke to each person for three minutes, and I think that in three minutes of less I tend to give the impression I am a little crazy.
Where as over longer periods I confirm to people that I am a little crazy. But longer periods are good for looking intelligent as well.
I took the tube back from Archway, talking to Yukio, the half-japanese girl who I had met before (Goddamn those Half-Japanese Girls, I hear the chorus sing).
In a minute I'm bugging out of here to pick up another Robin Hobb book at the library. I'm less than a third of the way through the Iain Banks book I've been reading, but a Robin Hobb book is so absorbing that I'll be able to read it in time for it not to go overdue.
Over and out.
J
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