I've decided that it's my noble mission in this lifetime to grow a beard. I couldn't do it last time, on account of being a cat, so I've got to do it now.
Day four without shaving: I can't see my chin anymore. With luck, soon I'll forget what it looked like at all.
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Private to Leslie. )
In many ways, I am fruity goodness. According to Neil.
[doodle of a pirate going "ARR!"]
Nice aquatic theme.
It's too late. I'm already happy. You bastard. [doodled smiley] I'm sorry I'm being such a dick. You deserve privacy. I promise, I'll work on my worrying problems. And only worry when I really need to. Which hopefully you won't make me do. I don't want to be someone you don't look forward to seeing. I want the opposite of that.
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