Beardblog #7

It's now stalactite free but, man, is it feisty. It's like every single hair on my face is standing on end and someone's sprinkled chili powder at the tips of 'em.



I don't have much time. I gotta go to the park and write! Which is nice.

Yesterday was the first night of my new class. Which was also nice. But...

I wanted to waltz in and have my classmates think:

"Wow. Who is that suave man with the excellent beard growth? He smells like Carolina Herrera 212 and smoke. He wears a t-shirt with a monkey on it but a button down shirt over that... I would like to know this suave man!"

Instead what they probably thought was:

"Wow. Who's the sweaty late douche? He stinks of cologne and cancer. He'd better not sit by me."

After three hours, I came back home opened up this entry, to review the experience in detail, and promptly fell asleep on the computer. Again. In conclusion: don't trust google maps, details to come later.

Things To Do Today:
Write (in the park)
Reply (6 e-mails)
Call (Steve)
See (a movie)
Bring (details)

Things To Not Do Today:
Trust (google maps)

Songs Stuck:
Marina and The Diamonds - The Outsider
Teddy Thompson - I Should Get Up

(Cauliflowerhead, FTW!)

Beard status:
Stalactite free, but still muy caliente.