CURRENT STATUS: Remarkably, inexplicably anxious.

My haircut has forced me to confront the reality of my receding hairline.

Whatever. My beard still loves me.

My tribble and I are not eager to take down the Christmas decorations.

Since the subject has been coming up.

I’ve never played it. Anyone want to come over and deflower it?

Hey, there. I’ve been waiting for you.

‘Sup?