Six months

I regularly wear the hair at the nape of my neck in a little 'tail now, because otherwise I just have a pretty kickass mullet.

Post #60

I'm never going to be famous, because I can't remember to update these things. I also don't like constraints. ;p There are almost always pics on Flickr, though.


Here I am at... Oh, I've given up counting days or weeks (I'll be a terrible pregnant woman) but I'm around 5.5 months (of hair growth, not baby growth) right now. I liked how my hair turned out this one day. I keep meaning to cut it but have no time nor inspiration photos, so it just keeps growing. It's long enough to tie in the back now - just a wisp... less than I've had since babyhood - but it's tied!!

Today my mom flew into Austin... I'd forgotten about my hair, so when she stroked it I thought she was just messing with it. I think she was fine with it. ;) Then she went off on a tangent about how the women in my family have good thick heads of hair. Nice.

Leap Hair!

Bwahahahaha!

Day 150

Day 152

Yesterday I went in to get my replacement ID... Yerp, gonna have short hair on this next pic.

A month from the last one.

Just a week short of 4 months

Which, incidentally, will be my BIRTHDAY.

January

3.5 months!

Merry Christmas!!

Told my mummy about my head (or more like, posted a pic on Xanga and waited for repercussions to trickle down)...

Thank you, Wongs, for loving/hosting me!! <3

Pics from Owiber

Gratuitous shot of the boy who set up the studio lights, opening his "present" from me:

Sorta drained

I think my general state of exhaustion has resulted in a reluctance to maintain this blog. Also, my hair shows decently littler change now; I think I've done OK documenting it for the first two months or so... hopefully I can keep it updated weekly or something. I still take Webcam shots when I remember to.

I miss my hair more now that I've got some formal/interview events to go to. It really does look nicer to just... look like a girl... I miss it, haha. Yesterday I was genuinely a bit sad about how I look in a dress shirt and dress pants. I look dykish. ;) Oh well. It's OK - it is coming back in. Lots of good analogies to be had there, hah... I miss feeling girly and pretty and head-turning. There! The truth is out!

Everyone deserves a hiatus

Sorry, I pretended I was on vacation. Oh, wait, I am!

Anyway, I've got some pics:

I have more, somewhere on Flickr; will dig them out later. Hope everyone had a great holiday. Thankful for something?

I'll tell you this: I camped out for Black Friday and was ever so thankful for ever having had hair ... it really keeps you warm.

And then I thought it might be fun to take pictures in all the places my laptop goes

So it not only becomes the Saga of the Shorn, but the Wandering Walks of the Wigless... or something equally retarded. Yeah! Here I am in the PCL library (yes, redundant) on the UT campus...

This is post-brilliant-workout. Which here is copied from my other blog...

Of Workouts

Some people, as I mentioned before, have the ability to power through 16-mile runs "for fun." Peggy, you know I'm glaring at you. I admire them a lot, but I would never "go running with them to hang out." For one thing, you'd have to scrape me off the ground with a spatula at the end of it. For another thing, there would be no hanging out involved. There would be me breathing like a laboring woman. Then there would be Peggy, about 50 feet ahead, dancing lightly in circles running backwards to encourage me. Then there would be me attempting to throw things. And then collapsing in aforementioned meltdown.

So I have some feeble bragging to make. I hauled myself out of bed (yes, at 12 noon :D), walked down to Gregory, did some weights and machines and then did 30 minutes on the elliptical. I managed to do just over 3 miles on some "hill workout" (which involves progressively tougher levels, I guess - for some reason I picked 5 although I'm sure 1 would have worked fine). I found that I prefer ellipticals to actual running... because although I'm sure the exercise it offers is inferior, the elliptical actually allows me to stare blankly at a TV screen while I "run."

I brought my Nano along for the fun of it. It was a great distraction; one can only people-watch (more precisely, stare at the fat butt of the old man in front) for so long. I used the beats of my music to dictate how fast or how slowly I ran. Tiny tip: Do not try to keep up with the "Beast and the Harlot" from Guitar Hero II at "the peak of Kilimanjaro workout" unless you want to end up with tingling feet tips. My feet were numb by the end of that song. It was so much longer than I expected, and it really took it out of me. On the other hand, it made me do 3/4 of a mile in 4 minutes. Hah. (I slacked off a few times in disbelief at the song's transitions into yet more length and complexity)

It was a very cathartic experience. But I still don't like people looking at me when I work out. Gyms are such embarrassing places.

Now since I'm being so virtuous, I will go write an article or something. Either on hair or on cleaning house. Or I will write a paper.

Faces

I love making faces.

Interesting. The less I look like a "freak," the more I care how I look. Interesting. As Wilson would say.

Baggy eyes and all. In the interest of honesty.

As far as I know, weight loss for undereye areas is not a possibility.

And then today was just an awful day.

Everything that could go wrong went wrong. And a few things that shouldn't've decided to do so as well!

I would like to marry a car mechanic someday. He would be useful.

I tried something new today.

I apparently have a thing for androgynous dressing.

Just kidding, but I took that cap I was GOING to give Timmy and decided to try it on. Well, I liked. So I went to work in a navy long-sleeve split-neck shirt with a green tank under it. The hat matched. :D

Also, because Christina is here the kitchen is cleaned...

Cocky!

OK, are you tired of me yet?

A bonus FOBulous shot.

Day 36?

Bumblebee makes me cool

This morning I had a slight scare: Tiffany had posted something vague that made me wonder if Karen was engaged (congrats, you guys!) so we were catching up when she started talking about my hair. As far as I know nobody in Taiwan knows about my hair just yet, so I was a bit worried... but it seems everything is [still] smooth sailing.

I feel bad I don't write much. I'm an awful blogger these days. At least the pics help.

Dude, I really want to dye my hair some funky colors. Yaar, as Hena would say.

I went to Auntie Susan's for a dinner party tonight and it was a smashing success. All props and thanks for a delicious meal and a lot of fun... thank you! :)

A week's worth.

Halloween, pt. 2

I went downtown to shoot the Halloween insanity for J325; halfway through I accidentally exposed all my film. Uber bummer. Anyway, I'm tired of webcam shots so here you are. :D

Interesting comment: I suddenly appeal very much to black guys. Short hair or something. They love it. They talk to me all the time now. I really don't mean to racially profile or anything. Just three or four in one week is enough to make me take note. They never talk to me other times!

Halloweeny