Life phases and why I look like a tard
I view life as a series of phases, or eras (and as a collection of entertaining stories, but that's another topic). The last one was very positive, but it was one of starting, not of completing. I have a great start on a lot of things; school, a movie, bands, my new job, new living space, and recently a new excersise regement. On my way home from work today, I decided it was time to move on. I need to finish the many things I have started. I've always found that a radical apperance change helps with this transition from one phase to another, so after my 45 minute Tae Bo workout, while slicked with sweat and reeking of manly odor, I shaved my head.
Time to move on, time to accomplish.
I did keep the sideburns, though, so I look like one of those chode skin heads that walk around with a shaved head and big burly-man sideburns.
Luckily I have many hats to wear.
Time to move on, time to accomplish.
I did keep the sideburns, though, so I look like one of those chode skin heads that walk around with a shaved head and big burly-man sideburns.
Luckily I have many hats to wear.