Friday Freakout

So you know how you're sitting at your desk daydreaming working and you can see something in the corner of your eye?  But it's like on your face? So you swat your hair away because it looks like your hair is in the way, but then you continue to see that strand of hair and you continue to swat at your face and your co-worker walks by your desk and catches you swatting yourself (TWSS. Awesome) and you play it off.  But then you stop what you're doing because the god-damn hair is annoying the ever living crap out of you and you realize that all of your hair is away from your face, yet there's still SOMETHING in your view.  And you go "what the fuck?" and you focus to grab that annoying hair and that's when you realize it's ATTACHED TO THE MIDDLE OF YOUR CHEEK so you start to freak out and you're all, "do I pull it?!"  (THAT'S what she said) and you think to yourself, well if you pull it, three more will come to its funeral.  But then you remember that rule only applies to grey hairs, not stray hairs.  So you pull that muthaf*cker out and you stare at the faint-colored hair you just ripped out of your cheek for three minutes and then you start freaking out more because you think you now have some kind of hair disease or something so you google "random hair on face" and you see something called hypertrichosis and you click on it and you jump in your seat a little because you see this picture:

And then you get the idea to send that picture to your friend because it reminds you of her a little, so you email it to her and then she sends you back a highly inappropriate picture, plus one other picture that you think is hilarious and slightly racist:

 (sorry had to make it large so you could see it <-- twss)

But you laugh because you're asian and you can laugh at those kind of jokes. And you're all "who keeps googling ugly asian babies?!?"

Yeah, that's how my Friday went.