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Thursday, November 13, 2003
I don't want to wash my hair, but I don't want my hair to smell like smoky boy-head, either. Girls, are you not repulsed by the smell of boy? I am constantly revolted by the boysmell of my apartment, which smacks me in the face like a duellist's glove every time I walk in the door -- and my nose doesn't really work anymore (because I smoke too much, and because I donated the mucus membranes in my nasal passages to Paris Hilton, who burned her own away long ago), so it must be exponentially more revolting to normal people. The new roommate, who is awesome but still has no moniker, is not the type of girl who uses flowery soaps or pectin-scented shampoos, so I predict that soon we will have to acknowledge our fourth roommate: the Odious Fetor (aka "da O.F."). Except that sounds kinda nancified, so let's just call it The Stank and leave it at that.
I don't want to wash my hair because I look like one of the Monkees when I do, all poofy and clean and ready for primetime. Yuck. Plus I love having zits on my forehead. Gah. I believe that unwashed hair will regulate its oil content, probably because some hippie told me so. Hate the messenger, love the message -- I can embrace my enemies' philosophies if they're convenient. I'm flexible. But now I'm thinking that this belief is rather like the republican theory that unregulated oil companies will regulate themselves, which is obviously a stupid fairy tale that no one with a spoonful of brains believes, and especially not the people who say it the loudest. The truth is that I am pitiably susceptible to vogueish hipster memes, and dirty hair is everywhere. How do they do it, these greasy rockers? Do their pillowcases, like mine, look like they've been used to serve bacon? Can one whiff of their wooly hats paralyze a hobo? Nah, those poseurs probably use product, which is a word that makes me gag like a force-fed foster child on the day before the lady from the agency comes to call. Unbuckle me from this rollercoaster of fashion, please, while it's at the top of its arc. Why won't God strike me bald, so I won't have to worry about it? 0 comments |
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