Mar 12, 2006 22:20
There’s a period of time right after you drastically alter your appearance during which you don’t believe it’s really what you look like. You glimpse your reflection and are momentarily confused, or you’re devoting all your thought to the task at hand when you’re struck by the sudden urge to jump up from your half-assembled job and sprint to the nearest mirror. (Which in my case turned out to be in the men’s room at CC’s.)
All that means is, after cutting off my hair this weekend I either felt like I was wearing a wig, or I had trouble recognizing my face.
I watched the Xena pilot this weekend! Aiyaiyaiyaiyai!