Anger Getting The Better of Me (And Why I Hate It When It Happens)

Usually, with this blog, I try my best to be funny. For those unfortunate few that have to suffer through my attempts at humour, it's probably a little disconcerting that I classify that drivel as 'comedy'. And I gotta be honest: I'm just gonna rant. it won't be productive, you won't learn anything, and it'll probably ruin your day. In short, it's everything writing shouldn't be. But I'm still typing, so let's see where this idiocy goes...

Think Piece

You know what I like to do? I like to sit in a comfortable chair, stare into space, and think. Although maybe 'think' isn't the right term, because I'm not trying to solve anything, or come to a particular conclusion. I like to hold an idea in my head. I take great joy from this; it's when I feel the most calm, and content. To ruminate on an idea or concept or, like now, a theory...

What's Wrong With Your Face?

I am a man, I am 28 years old, and I cannot grow a beard. Or a moustache. Or mutton chops. Or any kind of facial hair. And this bothers me. Why? For more reasons than you'd think. Follow me after the jump and listen to me talk of a hairless hell...