~Cutting things that grow

There's nothing like the sound of lawn mowers in the morning. Not that I was sleeping too well anyway.

So, I'm up... and itchy... and sniffly... and wondering what the hell my day is going to look like. At the top of the "to do" list is to scrape the fuzz off of my face. Not that the Grizzly Adams look isn't ok, but it's really not what I'm shooting for.

My hair is getting darker, the older I get. When I was a baby, my hair was a dark blonde. Now it's a dark brown. I have blonde and red in it, especially my beard, and a white patch/birthmark on the left side, but it's brown. Dark brown. ...and receding, but I won't go into that.

Just in case you were wondering, guys have (I feel so fucking) ugly days too.