{"id":27,"date":"2002-04-28T02:02:51","date_gmt":"2002-04-28T02:02:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/?p=27"},"modified":"2002-04-28T02:02:51","modified_gmt":"2002-04-28T02:02:51","slug":"short-and-simple","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/?p=27","title":{"rendered":"Short and Simple"},"content":{"rendered":"

That’s what my hair is.<\/p>\n

When I think of it, I count my blessings everyday that I am a guy, and that I can get away with a cheap haircut at the neighborhood barber.<\/p>\n

Nothing too fancy. No ‘unisex salon\/hairdresser’<\/i> crap for me. Just plain old barber. And a plain old haircut.<\/p>\n

I wasn’t tired<\/b> of my hairstyle. I didn’t need a change<\/b>. I didn’t need layering<\/b>. My classic Asian black hair wasn’t needing artificial coloring<\/b>.<\/p>\n

I wouldn’t even go all the way to another nearby country to get a haircut. (Though I know some girls do!)<\/p>\n

Why did I get a haircut, then?<\/b><\/p>\n

I sat in front of my computer, with a wall fan blowing at my face. The fan blew the front fringes<\/i>, which were then long, into my eyes, irritating me when staring at the computer for long periods of time. (Like when I finished Return To Castle Wolfenstein<\/b><\/a>!) Then, I knew, it was time.<\/p>\n

I like haircuts. Rather, I like the event that is, getting a haircut. There is an enjoyable, gratifying sensation<\/i> running through your scalp when the barber’s shaver passes your ears, moving your head. Ooohhh yeah. At times I wished that my hair was longer so the barber would take a longer time just to trim my hair.<\/p>\n

The best part of it all was the familiarity. He knew all that had to be done to make it look shorter. Not<\/b> different. Like I just shrank my hair, not somebody taking an axe to my hair. The barber respected the thin line between changing hairstyles and shortening messy masses of keratin strands<\/i> (hair!) He knew what I wanted. For it to be short and simple<\/b>.<\/p>\n

As an aftertreat, I get to stroke the spiky stubbles of my hair, where there were close shaves. (And no, I don’t have a near-bald crew cut.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

That’s what my hair is. When I think of it, I count my blessings everyday that I am a guy, and that I can get away with a cheap haircut at the neighborhood barber. Nothing too fancy. No ‘unisex salon\/hairdresser’ crap for me. Just plain old barber. And a plain old haircut. I wasn’t tired […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[14],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=27"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=27"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=27"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glaringnotebook.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=27"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}