O.K., the past few weeks have created horrible stress and it will be getting worse before it gets better. I haven't been able to read the boards like I want, which usually is a nice distraction. So amongst all the stress, I'm really pondering this question. When the *ell did these nose hairs start popping up and how obvious has it been to others? (I must really be stressed to be talking about this.
) I went out with this guy about 2 years ago and he had a couple of the LONGEST hairs hanging out of his nostrils that I think I've ever seen. I didn't go out with him long enough to find the right moment to bring this up. Of course how do you bring it up except maybe buying a nose hair trimmer as an if you want to continue seeing me, then use this, present.
I've been gifted with near sightedness. Yes, it is a gift because you can scrutinize every pore, blackhead, pimple needing to be popped, the caked make-up, on your face that can be difficult for far sighted people to see. (I feel bad for them because they don't know why I approach some of them with my fingers in "squeeze" mode, lol.) Of course I couldn't see the face of a robber in my house if I couldn't find my glasses. Ah yes, life is a trade off. I think I'm digressing here. (Just remember my stress level. :7 ) Anyway, back to the subject at nose, I mean hand. So you'd think with my keen ability to spot any abnormalities at close range, I'd see something sprouting out of my nasal apparatus, but nooooooooooooooooo and for how long have I not seen this? When the heck did these bloom and where have I been since? Do we not get them when we're teenagers? I don't ever remember looking at a teenager thinking, "those nose hairs must get in the way of their academic achievements." I don't get it. Why must this be? Why, why, why????? Are they going to be popping out of my ears next? Am I going to have to be twisting my ears in the mirror trying to see what may be blossoming? Why can't I get more hair on the top of my head where I'd appreciate it? I am not appreciating it where it's deciding to currently plant roots. If mother nature is playing a joke, I GET IT, I GET IT, now let the joke be over. I refuse to get any more. It's not going to happen. No! Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!
Achoooooo!
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