I have no gray hair.
but I dye. So I don't know.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I have no gray hair.
but I dye. So I don't know.
At least you have your health.
I will personally kick you and your smart mouth off my lawn.
Watch your back.
I wish I looked a bit older, just because it seems like a lot of people will look at me and treat me as a teenager, and it gets aggravating.
Now that my grey hair is beginning a geometric progression, I find that I actually like it better than when I was younger. But I'm well aware that the angle I look at myself in the mirror is by far the most flattering viewpoint available. Which leads to much scurrying whenever someone cracks out a camera, to avoid wincing at the results later on.
I will personally kick you and your smart mouth off my lawn.
They teaching walker-fu at that there kravvo place now? I should get me some of that. Also, the orthopedic shoe defences.
it seems like a lot of people will look at me and treat me as a teenager, and it gets aggravating
Then you just pop out your withering genius and milk the prodigy thing.
They teaching walker-fu at that there kravvo place now?
Old peoples need to defend their selves too, you know.
I wish I looked a bit older, just because it seems like a lot of people will look at me and treat me as a teenager, and it gets aggravating.
Oh, sweetie, I SO hear you. It hasn't been until the last couple of years that I have finally looked old enough that that is less of a problem. No one ever understood why I was so excited to turn a year older each year.
My dad got beat up by a 6 year old.
Of course, the next year, he beat her up.
(tae kwon do while they were amatuers and still learning to pull their punches. Kid learned faster.)
I saw a pair of med students in the elevator today who just made me sad -- no, really. Two young women with stethoscopes and resident IDs at the ready, weighed down with patient records and dosage crib notes and scribbled rounds notes bristling out of every pocket, and both of them shorter than Hil and slender and wispy looking, with the kind of ageless faces that when coupled with short and slender totally read as "twelve, thirteen and a half tops." Looking at them, you could just tell that they were trying extra hard to dress like grown-ups and look fierce and old and that the next person to crack a Doogie Howser joke was going to get an unpleasant surprise.
The timing of this whole conversation is weirdly charming, given the thread title.