DMGHaircut time.
I finally borrowed my roomate's clippers and took the plunge. I was skittish at first, this being my first self-inflicted haircut and all. I kept hesitating just above ear level. Finally, I ran the clippers straight back over the top of my head. No chickening out after that. Any way you slice it, it's tough to keep your dignity with reverse mohawk.
The fear of balding took me by surprise though. There are a couple spots where the hair seems thinner than elsewhere. I'm chalking that up to strange geometry of my noggin. Until this moment, I never worried about losing my hair, or even really understood why guys stress about it. Now I know. That's mortality creeping up on ya. That's the loss of youthful energy, looks, and yes, libido. Patrick Steward be damned, I now suddenly understand the fear behind Rogaine, Viagra, Enzyte.
This is all, of course, insane. I'm 27. No reason to worry...