The Shavening

It's no secret that I've become attached to my facial hair. So when a job I'm applying for required "less beard," my heart sank. Never before had my razor felt so heavy. I steeled my courage and began.

I forgot I don't actually have a jawline.

Sometimes, it's too hard to resist.

One of those days...

The person who worked before me must have been a lefty, otherwise I have no idea how this happened

This Just Happened

Financially (Ir)Responsible

In the past, I could be somewhat irresponsible with the way I spent my student loans. I (almost) always made sure I had enough for important things, but that left me with a considerable amount to squander. Now with all my responsibilities, I wish I hadn't been so cavalier with my funds. Unfortunately, I am unable to shout loud enough for my past self to hear what a moron he is. Here's a typical situation I encounter and have encountered in the past and the outcomes in the respective times in my life.



Google: What Do You Love?

Oh Google, I love you.

Accomplishments

A(n) (arm)Hairy Situation

You know when your arm or leg hair moves and you immediately think it's a bug trying to kill you? ....No? Just me? Well... that's what this one's about.

Why I Prefer Glasses

After about 9 years of wearing glasses I finally got my first pair of contacts last November.  I have little problem with how they feel and it's nice to be able to finally wear sunglasses and be able to see.  Unfortunately, my self image becomes a bit... skewed when I'm wearing my contacts.  I've gotten so used to my glasses balancing my face out that when I'm not wearing them, I don't like what I see; it's just that I usually can't see.  That changes with contacts. Here, take a look through the lens of my self image.

Nothing perfect, but still a handsome fellow.  Notice how the beard outlines the face and isn't too obtrusive.
But enough about my amazing facial hair. This is about my face as a whole.  Now, let me take off those frames and spend the next 20 minutes gouging my eyes so I can look like this:

I feel so moon-faced without the crisp black outline of my glasses balancing my face. So if you were wondering why I haven't been wearing my contact lenses as much, this is a big reason. That, and I'm lazy. And I ran out of contact lens fluid. Also, this:



I have no idea how I my hands could get that dirty in the milliseconds it takes to pick up my contact lens. I don't even want to know what the green stuff is. 

Of Dreams and Beards

I find myself dreaming about the strangest of things as of late, but my dream self never seemed to be exactly how I look in real life, or at least when I could remember my dreams.

Well, I somehow put a stop to all dream inconsistencies a few nights a go with the help of my glorious facial hair...


Beards are a powerful, powerful thing.

Runaway Imagination

Sometimes I see things that aren't there. 

That sounds crazy, but.... well I guess there's no explanation that doesn't sound crazy, so here's a comic about it.

Un-athletic Fit

 To quote Chris Farley's character, Bennett Brauer, "I'm not 'Svelte'." I am not exactly fat either. By no means am I overweight, but I do have a bit of a pooch that I can't ever seem to get rid of (not that I really try).

So to hide my "girth" or whatever it is, I try to wear darker, looser fitting shirts. Here's what it usually looks like:

So when I buy a new shirt, I tend to overlook whether or not it's normal fit or athletic fit.  And even when I do check, some part of me thinks I'll look good in athletic fit. That part is always wrong and I wish it'd shut up.

I never know whether it's a muffin top, love handles, or a spare tire, but rolls of flab previously thought to be non-existent seem to form when I wear a tighter shirt.

Two Tired

I can't remember the last time I haven't been at least a little tired. I'm so constantly tired, in fact, that I've discovered two distinct subsets of being tired. And before I discover a third and this title doesn't work anymore, let's take a look at the two.

This is my standard "stayed up too late, didn't get enough sleep" tired.  And it is the default state for one such as my self. Most of the time I can't help it as I work well into the night at my job. I am almost constantly in need of more sleep and regularly do not get enough.  On the bright side, I just lost a few pounds from all the stress. Yay stress!

This is when I've been studying for a test that I actually didn't have the next day. This is when I've been up until 5 am working on a rough draft for an essay due tomorrow. This is for when I've absolutely got to procrastinate as long as I possibly can. This - this is truely tired. 

And it's truely unnecessary. But I had to finish the final season of Lost and not write my essay. You don't even know. It was..... magical.

BONUS: During the process of making these two drawings, I accidentally made a hybrid of the two that reminded me of this popular internet image: