The Stubble Update

wilddon121 mentioned to me last week that I could now use BitTorrent. This has been true for a while now, but after years of living in halls and having my ports blocked and transfers monitored, it had never actually occurred to me that it was an option. So after learning all the three year old terminology, we've now been downloading Iron Chef episodes from a fantastic site that Roja mentioned the other day. I'd forgotten quite how hilarious it was.

Early last week, Whitney bought me a new shaver as an early birthday present, because I was once again losing the ongoing battle with my facial hair. It continues to grow relentlessly despite my best efforts at curtailing it, and you'd think that after seven years of shaving it would have got the hint by now. The new shaver, which is foil-based and therefore new to me, is a lot better at getting rid of it even though it does feel like having my face electrocuted every morning.

Because it refuses to stop growing, Whitney also suggested that I give in to my hair's onslaught and grow a beard. This has been going on for a reasonable amount of time now, and the proto-beard is now ready for others to view, rather than making me look like a fourteen-year-old who's trying to get in to an 18-rated film.