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Oh Hai

I know I don’t do this enough anymore,

But I hung out with Lucy this weekend and it was awesome,

And there were many shenanigans and it was fun,

Yay Tumblr.

(this is my shitty apparently a poem poem)

I really miss my dog right now.  

It’s hard losing someone you love.  It’s not the same without him, and without the snow.  

He really loved the snow.  Christmas was his birthday and we would put his jingle collar on him.  

I miss him.

End of the beard blog!  And new haircut.  Me happy.

End of the beard blog!  And new haircut.  Me happy.

Extra extra late, but I did no shave november!
Day…34 >_>
Me happy.  Time for haircut and trim.

Extra extra late, but I did no shave november!

Day…34 >_>

Me happy.  Time for haircut and trim.

No Shave November: Day 19  
Ignore derp, look at beard!  
It’s beardalicious.

No Shave November: Day 19  

Ignore derp, look at beard!  

It’s beardalicious.

Day 13!  
It’s coming in, but my mustache REALLY wants me to understand that it’s just not ready for this world.  
Well you know what?  
Fuck you mustache.  
Fuck you and everything you think you are, except what you will be.  
Which is a beautiful mustache swan.  

That was a shitty comparison.

Day 13!  

It’s coming in, but my mustache REALLY wants me to understand that it’s just not ready for this world.  

Well you know what?  

Fuck you mustache.  

Fuck you and everything you think you are, except what you will be.  

Which is a beautiful mustache swan.  

That was a shitty comparison.

Today was a hard day.

Very much so.  

But.  

I’m making this the end, not the beginning.  

I’m done fucking around.  

I’m done hiding.  

  

I’m ready to do what I know I can do.

Day 11
So far so good.  My mustache annoys my girlfriend when we kiss, because it’s tickly.
I don’t care, I want a beard.

Day 11

So far so good.  My mustache annoys my girlfriend when we kiss, because it’s tickly.

I don’t care, I want a beard.