Inferior Press

Just your run of the mill ranting and quirky observations. Nothing special or atypical here. (DISCLAIMER: My early posts (circa 2006) are not for the easily offended. I had a propensity to write contextually brash and use coarse vernacular associated with the disenfranchised and bitter (read: failed rock star). I plan to continue to write off collar posts here but I will attempt to amplify witticism by mitigating the reliance upon "shock value" gained from profanity.)

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Too long and not long enough

Alright, I knew it would be a long awkward stage in growing my hair long, especially since I started with just stubble on my head as the aftermath of a hair cut I didn't want or need in the Army.

I got my last "high and tight" three days before I got out on St. Patrick's Day in 2005. From that point on, I let the top and bangs grow. Every couple of months or so I would go in and get the sides and back tapered, just so I didn't end up with a mullet.

The problem with that is, every time I would go in, the chick would be like, "We should really even up your bangs". Everytime I would let her.

I got my last hair cut in December of 2005, and the back and sides are growing out curly. I'm probably right in the middle of that awkward stage.

Hair grows on average a half an inch a month. So according to my sagatious calculations, I should have semi-long hair by September.

I honestly can't beleive I've stuck with it this long, but then again, if I might go bald, I might as well play with it while I got it.

The worst part is though, it actually is longer than it looks because my hair is so wavy.

Oh well, it's all in the name of rock and roll. And as the Cars' "Good times roll" lyric states: "Brush your rock and roll hair."

Damn September isn't going to come soon enough.

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