CONS:
- Chances of Stephen Malkmus dedicating that one line of "Range Life" to me greatly reduced.
- Skanky tattooed metal girls less likely to try and mack on me.
- Visiting music fans / writers will have a harder time picking me out of the crowd when they come into town for Pitchfork / Lollapalooza.
- Doormen now think my ID is fake. This is not helped by already looking about ten years younger than my birthdate says I am ... and short hair shaves another couple of years off.
- No longer able to nervously braid my hair as a time-killer.
- No longer filled with fear of being mistaken for a hippy.
- Summer humidity no longer leads to me looking like Bozo the Clown.
- Random people will cease just randomly running their fingers through my hair.
- Chances of being mistaken for Jesus greatly reduced.
- I have cheeks! Who knew?!
- Photogal thinks I look much cuter now so chances of "gettin' some action" greatly increased!
- Now I can call Kip a "slacker long-hair."
- My mother is oh-so pleased.
- Re-discovered I have my ears pierced a whole bunch.
- My blue eyes seem a LOT bluer!
- No longer tempted to imitate a lion and eat people's heads:
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