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This post is approved by the BAEEA - British Association of Errant Eyebrow Abuse. If you know of anyone that has suffered from this shameful affliction or imposed it onto someone else (Grandma's I am looking at you) please don't hesitate to get in touch.This has actually no meaning at all, just some random thoughts squished into a incoherent post. It all started when I was thinking the other day about what I lose the most frequently (marbles excluded) and came up with keys, phone and tweezers.
Why tweezers? Do I have hideously overgrown mono-brow like tendencies? Actually no I don't, but there was a time when I thought I did. My dad and my younger sister suffer severely from errant eyebrow syndrome, lots of pictures to prove it too. The older sister on the otherhand went the other way and suffered for years with 'Holy Plucked Off' syndrome. Somewhere in the midst of all that she convinced me that I had a monobrow, not sure how she did it. Well maybe by saying something like this:
You look like a boy with eyebrows like that!Yes she was in fact being a bitch and I plucked my eyebrows to death. It literally took years for the buggers to grow back properly and every now and then an errant little bugger appears. It then sets off mono-brow nightmare flashes and I have to pluck it out immediately!
Do you have any errant eyebrow stories? Would a therapists errant eyebrows put you off?
Other news:Have you checked out my penguin post and voted for me?
Mumborg is still in hospital, still losing blood, still has two legs for now and still waiting for the surgeons to make a ruddy decision. Other than that she is tickety boo.
College work progress is still going slow, but I will get there! Got a placement appointment for a week on Monday for the local cancer support centre, which I am really looking forward too.