I was getting too hoary which makes me look older than I am. I cannot do anything about the graying of my facial hair. It has been going on for years now.
Since I got my hair cut yesterday, it only makes sense I should shave on a day when it is not so freaking cold. I mean 52 is cold to me when I am standing in my CK underwear with water all over me.
I did not do such a good job on the neck area because I was trying to hurry. I was so cold.
My skin will recover from this over the next few days. Why don't I post a picture then? No one asked.
Here is what I did.
I changed the blades in my Schick Hydro 3 to fresh ones. I only shave every 7-10 days. Depending on how I feel. I hate shaving, I hate facial and body hair even more.
If Low T feminizes me, I would tolerate it if it does away with this useless body hair. I am so upset that my face hurts for a couple of days after dragging sharp pieces of metal across it. Using an electric razor hurts even more and doesn't do as good a job as the metal pieces.
I use Aveeno Positively Smooth shave gel. I fluff it and apply it with a shaving brush. It's better than just using one's hands. It came with a black and green ceramic shaving bowl. I like this.
I used to get totally naked to shave but the last few times, I have worn my underwear. If you are curious, I am wearing black CK underwear at the moment. I always thought it was funny, CK has the same birthday as me.
The reason I do this is because my clothes don't get wet. I can't stand wet clothes. Especially if it is in the mid 60s at the moment.
Shaving resets my laundry cycle but I don't have enough white shirts to begin it again so I wear a light gray one, white underwear, and white socks. This is sort of a peculiar thing, I know. It's just how I am.
Here is the picture, one bad spot. I took it in a darkened bathroom, I kind of like the effect.
The attempt to fix the water failed. A toilet line near the outside wall froze and burst in the 17 degree chill of the past 2 nights. The bitter cold is over with for now.
The water here is turned off. I can't take a shower and haven't bathed in 36 hours.
I am miserable. I have hated being dirty since I was a small child. This has never changed.
I hope to get this fixed soon.
What was this Polar Vortex? Why did it happen? What the fuck is going on?
There is no reason to be 17 degrees here in Tx, well at least, the part of it in which I live.
I don't even bother to check the weather recently. It just depresses me.
I have been having trouble sleeping. This started when I had to stay up to go to the diabetes doc. I sleep in the daytime. I always seemed to have, you know, I was late to school sometimes. Of course, that was 20 years ago.
Over my adult life, because writing is what I do most of the time, I appreciate the quiet and still of the night.
Over the past few weeks, I have been waking up after only four or five hours. I don't know why. I am one of those that needs more than 8 hours, always have been that way.
I need to sleep to be sharp-minded and I haven't been. I could barely talk one day, mush brained.
Not sleeping well is a symptom of Low T, to mention.
I don't know what it is. It is cooler because it is winter and I sleep better when it is cooler.
My bed is hideously uncomfortable, old, worn out. I have never been flexible but I seem less so now. I am liable to hurt myself if I tried something flexible.
It just is something that affects my life and how I feel.
I started taking my celexa again because it manages anxiety and makes me sleepy. I take it in the morning before I go to sleep, when I drink my daily orange juice.
Do you have trouble sleeping? It sucks, I know.
I am upset with the people who read this blog. I restricted it for a few days and let them not see.
No requests to read my blog have come in. I don't know what you people in foreign countries want from me.
What are you looking for here? Why pay attention to my blog, when in the first few years of it, no one came here to see what I wrote.
No one leaves a comment. You people could give less of a care about me or my opinions.
I express my pain sometimes, so what? It is MY blog.
I will unblock it soon, and see who reads this. I may forever block it if no one leaves a comment given as many people who reads my blog, from Russia, the UK, China or wherever else you are.
Yes, it bothers me, a lot, actually.
Today is my birthday. I don't like birthdays. I am getting older. In fact, my facial hair is mostly gray. I am not 'old' yet, being only 38, but I am closer to it than I am to those wonderful days in the early 80s when I was loved.
I sleep in the daytime so I missed a lot of my b-day. I received many well wishes and that was nice. People haven't forgotten, not that FB would let you forget.
I have been writing, playing Final Fantasy XII. I watched a few movies.
My life is not exactly worthy, I mean, what do I contribute? I am on SSI even. What shame is this?
Can't be like Arthelius, he's ageless. He's off traveling again, visiting the Great Attractor. Not bad for a ghost.
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