I'm a little self-conscious about my near-bald head. I've noticed a little bit of staring but no one's said anything to me. What I've also noticed is how people seem to be more kind to me. The woman at the Clinique counter patted my hand. The typically non-talkative grocery store clerk was very chatty.
I think I need to take this near-baldness over to the bitch-run store, Chicos. The most snobby store I've ever been into in my life. I'm curious to see if their assumption that I'm sick, otherwise why would my hair be this scalp-revealing, warms them up.
Curious. I'll keep you posted.
We'll call it Operation Chicos Sales Staff are Big Bitches Ice Breaker
Just thought I'd show you that I'm still near-bald. Oh, and hey! Will you get a look at that age spot on my hand? I'm only 48! By the time I'm 98, I'll be all age spots with just a few patches of white skin here and there.
Jesus. Just yesterday I was 25.
However, I'd be 48 forever before I'd be 25 again. I was a really dumb 25 year old. Not that I'm much smarter at 48. I just know how to fake it better.
2 more pieces of my birthday cake left. Think I'll share it? Probably as likely as Chicos Sales Bitches being friendly.
2:20 p.m. - February 16, 2007
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