April 23, 2008

Hermaphrodite!

OMG.

OMG OMG OMG.

I went for a haircut last week. There I was, happily watching my hairstylist snipping and trimming away in an inspired frenzy, when suddenly I froze. Could it be? Did my eyes deceive me? Was there really a hint of 5 o'clock shadow ON MY UPPER LIP!??!

So when I got home I spent an hour in front of the mirror looking at my lip from every angle. I tweezed and plucked frantically but to no avail. The blasted shadow was still there. And by the way, when you spend that much time looking at the same thing it starts to look strange after a while.

Oh man. (Pun fully intended.)

Maybe, like fish that can't find mates to reproduce with and hence change sex, I'm turning into a man. Since I can't seem to find a single guy in SG with minimal baggage and minimal issues, my body may be turning itself into a male body and my freaking upper lip is the first sign. (How sad. A year ago I might have said "no baggage and no issues".) What's next? More unwanted hair sprouting up in inconvenient places? A suspicious bulge in my throat?

Argh. I am a freak.

Boohoohoo.

Posted by scrabbyfoo at April 23, 2008 10:38 AM
Comments

Maybe you're turning into Frida Kahlo.

Posted by: Desipon at April 27, 2008 10:51 AM

Aiya, it's in our lousy genes. I have it too.

Posted by: Martha W at April 29, 2008 01:50 PM