I've started combing my mustache hairs to the side. I read online somewhere that, eventually, after combing your mustache to the side, your hairs will get used to it and start doing it on their own. I hope it's true, because right now they look ridiculous.
I'm growing a beard, y'all. Not intentionally. It's not a playoff beard or anything. If anything, it's a pop-up beard. I just went one week too many without shaving and POOF! There was a beard on my face.
The last time I shaved was Christmas eve. I guess you could say it's a Christmas beard.
Not gonna lie, it looks pretty dope, aside from the random stray hairs going out in every direction. But it's tough. The mustache droops over my upper lip so whenever I eat steel-cut oatmeal or greek yogurt, I gotta go to the bathroom and wash it properly. Unless I want to taste oatmeal or yogurt for the rest of the day. Although I suppose I could hide snacks in there until I need them. Like, I could lick my mustache during a meeting if I get hungry.
Honestly though, I woke up one day and realized that my beard was really thick. I just woke up with a beard. So like Forrest Gump, I thought "Well, since I gone this far, I figured I might as well keep on going." So I'm going with it. We'll see where this beard takes me.
I've gotten mostly positive responses. It's somehow NOT unkempt and overly gross so I don't look like a bum. Delma approved. I've actually been treated friendlier by people. Beards are in, man. If you can, you should grow one. If you can't, you should at least try.
But I'm kinda sad it wasn't a conscious choice. It was a passive decision. I didn't do anything and it happened. And that's how I am about a lot of things in life. If it happens, cool. If not, whatevs.
People wait around a lot for shit to happen, but they kinda just need to take matters into their own hands. Like Batman. You think Batman would have been Batman if he had just sat around and waited for someone else to be Batman and avenge his parents? NO. You stupid idiot. He had to be Batman himself and learn jujitsu.
The point is, you need to do shit. Don't be passive. Be active. Make shit happen.
I'm trying to learn Japanese. That may or may not be related to Batman (I mean, jujitsu originated in Japan so you put ichi and ichi together and do the sugaku). I wanted to surprise Delma if we ever visited Japan and just bust out my mastery of Japanese, but I spilled the beans when she came to visit this past weekend. Oh, well. I'm still learning.
And writing.
And pushing.
And working.
I'm trying, y'all. I'm trying to be active instead of passive, but it's tough. Being passive is just so easy. You just sit there and do nothing.
Look, the point of all this is that I'm growing a beard and it's cool and you should be jealous. A beard is one of the three things that would have made Batman cooler. The other two are lasers and a pet shark.
Always be hustling.
I had half a bottle of wine in the past half hour and then tried to do Rosetta Stone Japanese but just ended up shouting "ICHI NI SAN" at my computer over and over. So I think I should probs stop blogging.
Sayonara.
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