Well, I have a upper respiratory infection, and they put me on more hydrocodone (or however the hell you spell it), so my brain is gone for another week.

And they stole my blood.  Had to stab me twice because I apparently have mobile veins.  So both arms hurt.

Nona apparently doesn't think I shaved my beard too close, so I get to keep living.

I still ( Read more... )

My summer project this year was to try and grow a beard. You see, friends and neighbors, I am a man of little hair, and thought I would just try to squeeze what little follicle fortitude together and grow a goatee.

And I'm proud to report that I succeeded. Had a pretty good one too. However, my grooming habits got the better of me, and I broke ( Read more... )