Another slow, scary day as I await the horrors of the Graduate Record Examination. My heart is dark and weary with fear and trepidation. Or something. Anyway, here's the me for today, strange lighting and all:

 

I've gone from being stubbly to full-on fuzzy up top, but the beard is still in that prickly stage. You know the part, the one where it doesn't look intentional yet, so much as lazy.