i've been waging a battle recently with old guy hair.
No, i'm not talking about the lack of it, i'm talking more about the sorts of hairs one suddenly discovers sprouting from normally hair-free areas. Those six or seven inch jobs you discover sprouting from the side of your neck in what may be the worst pony tail ever. What's even worse are the thick buggers that sprout out at angles opposite to gravity. They are reactionary hairs held to no one that will grow in the manner they deem fit.
It's like my follicles are having a mid-life crisis. i fully expect to awake one morning and a blond in a convertible waving to a particularly thick hair growing from my temple.
Personally, i hate those rogue hairs that grow out of your eyebrows. You know the ones. They're sticking out like cat whiskers for your forehead. Sadly, they've failed to work like that as i've continually managed to walk into stuff anyway. i'm also not a horrible big fan of the growths that have started shooting out my ear canals. Crimany, body! i stopped listening to loud music ages ago. Now is not the time to start building up protection. And, no, even if i were going to try, that's not an acceptable source for a comb-over.
As it is, i've taken to what seems like weekly trimmings. Even got one of those mini tonsorial lawn edgers to help keep things under pseudo control. i don't know how effective it is though. Surprisingly for something that runs on a AAA battery, it's loud, and when i close my eyes, i get the same sort of feeling one gets from holding a chainsaw to your head.
It's like the magic for giving you hair is being slowly dragged down your body. i wonder if guys who are 98 have problems trimming their toe hairs?
