But I fell asleep with a smile on my face. A night of friends laughing is always good for the soul. Even when said night ends with me telling them to shut the hell up and go to bed so I can get some damn sleep.
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I am so looking forward to shaving today. My razor has been held captive in my en suite (fuck you, it's a fucking bathroom). I forgot to grab it before being relegated to the couch a couple of days ago. My face itches like crazy. I don't how Douchey McHipsters can stand it.
If you're not a lumberjack or an old timey pugilist you should not get to have a big beard. Especially not if you work in the service industry for a living.