and counting
That's two white hairs, now. One I've had for about a year -- I named it Sally. But it looks like Sally's just brought a friend 'round, and I can't say I approve. I can tell the new one's recent, 'cause it's only white at the root. Still, all that means is a couple more haircuts and it's white all the way down.
And this is only right up front, where I can see. Lord only knows how many more of Sally's buddies are chilling out on the back of my head.
I fully intend to age with grace and dignity, but it somewhat irks me that I have to get used to white hairs at twenty-three. Especially given how long it took for either of my parents to go gray. They've both still got more dark than white, and they're in their sixties. Damnit.
This would probably not bother me so much except that I have a headache, and headaches make me grumpy. Also I'm trying to fix up the Firefly Crossover Of Doom, and I cannot get the tone of one of the fandoms right to save my life. Argh.
And this is only right up front, where I can see. Lord only knows how many more of Sally's buddies are chilling out on the back of my head.
I fully intend to age with grace and dignity, but it somewhat irks me that I have to get used to white hairs at twenty-three. Especially given how long it took for either of my parents to go gray. They've both still got more dark than white, and they're in their sixties. Damnit.
This would probably not bother me so much except that I have a headache, and headaches make me grumpy. Also I'm trying to fix up the Firefly Crossover Of Doom, and I cannot get the tone of one of the fandoms right to save my life. Argh.