Adult Supervision Required
I'm tired. I only slept four or five hours, and it's finally been irrevocably proven that while I am a VERY responsible tipsy person (never having been full-out trashed yet), I cannot be trusted when I'm tired.
Apparently I even require supervision in the bathroom, because in the length of time it took me to pee, wash my hands, and consider the world outside the bathroom window, I managed to wax off almost half an eyebrow. There was wax, it was mine, it was under the sink, and I'd been meaning to pluck.
...just not that much.
Yes, friends, my left eyebrow now looks like ¬. In addition, the space in between them is lopsided. To compound the "not allowed alone" joy, I played with the waxed-off stripe for a few seconds, and then filled in the eyebrow with warm brown (too light, looked funny), then ink-black (Groucho? When did you get here?), and considered, and wiped it off. Back to ¬.
You know, back in aught-four I could do my own eyebrows. Obviously this time is PAST. ^^;;; Perhaps I should be upset about this... but eh. Eyebrows grow back and look funny while they do. If all else fails, I'll finally have to learn how to use an eyebrow pencil.
(Also, I have been tagged for things- memes, RP posts, insert-cute-quip-here. I'll get to them when I have the brainpower to do so, usually evidenced by having the sense not to wax off an eyebrow.)
Apparently I even require supervision in the bathroom, because in the length of time it took me to pee, wash my hands, and consider the world outside the bathroom window, I managed to wax off almost half an eyebrow. There was wax, it was mine, it was under the sink, and I'd been meaning to pluck.
...just not that much.
Yes, friends, my left eyebrow now looks like ¬. In addition, the space in between them is lopsided. To compound the "not allowed alone" joy, I played with the waxed-off stripe for a few seconds, and then filled in the eyebrow with warm brown (too light, looked funny), then ink-black (Groucho? When did you get here?), and considered, and wiped it off. Back to ¬.
You know, back in aught-four I could do my own eyebrows. Obviously this time is PAST. ^^;;; Perhaps I should be upset about this... but eh. Eyebrows grow back and look funny while they do. If all else fails, I'll finally have to learn how to use an eyebrow pencil.
(Also, I have been tagged for things- memes, RP posts, insert-cute-quip-here. I'll get to them when I have the brainpower to do so, usually evidenced by having the sense not to wax off an eyebrow.)