(air-quotes) Day Off (/air-quotes)
Jan. 9th, 2011 09:42 pmBeing sub-contractors, the drillers had Sunday (and only Sunday) off. So did I, but with it being a 10-hour roundtrip to Austin, I kinda had to stay put here in west Texas. But not completely. I drove up to Lubbock, which is the nearest decent-sized city. I did quite a bit of shopping. First stop was the bookstore. Imagine how surprised I was to find the newest volume of Last Order on the bookshelf, two days before its scheduled release date. Ooo, naughty B&N! ( Gunnm rambling )
Then I went clothes-shopping, then to the mall, then I ate a yummy non-fruit meal, then somewhere along the line I figured I needed a haircut. Judging my shagginess, I was about a month past due. But rather than stop at a barber’s, I just stopped at Walgreen’s and bought some electric clippers.
GUESS WHO JUST CUT HIS OWN HAIR???
That’s right, this dork!
At first I was being very careful. Reading the directions, blending here, brushing there, changing guards here, herp-a-derp-a-derp, etc. It was looking . . . decent. Not awesome, but good enough for my standards. But then, somewhere along the way, I put on the wrong size guard. Only too late did I realize my mistake. There was no blending this, nope.
. . . I had to commit to it and buzz-cut all the rest.
I’ve only ever had ONE hairstyle my entire life so I'm just cracking up over this new look. I can’t stop running back into the bathroom to look in the mirror and smack my monkey-shaved head. I’m peach-fuzz boy! What a hoot.
Good thing it’s beanie season.
Oh yeah, and the last thing I did before I left Lubbock was to go see Black Swan. ( Bird observations )
Then I went clothes-shopping, then to the mall, then I ate a yummy non-fruit meal, then somewhere along the line I figured I needed a haircut. Judging my shagginess, I was about a month past due. But rather than stop at a barber’s, I just stopped at Walgreen’s and bought some electric clippers.
GUESS WHO JUST CUT HIS OWN HAIR???
That’s right, this dork!
At first I was being very careful. Reading the directions, blending here, brushing there, changing guards here, herp-a-derp-a-derp, etc. It was looking . . . decent. Not awesome, but good enough for my standards. But then, somewhere along the way, I put on the wrong size guard. Only too late did I realize my mistake. There was no blending this, nope.
. . . I had to commit to it and buzz-cut all the rest.
I’ve only ever had ONE hairstyle my entire life so I'm just cracking up over this new look. I can’t stop running back into the bathroom to look in the mirror and smack my monkey-shaved head. I’m peach-fuzz boy! What a hoot.
Good thing it’s beanie season.
Oh yeah, and the last thing I did before I left Lubbock was to go see Black Swan. ( Bird observations )