Speaking of romance, did I mention that I can't wait to grow another beard? Although I've had this theory that when I grow my beard out I am less likely to have girls attracted to me, Katie actually dated me when I had a horrible looking beard. But, the story is that I was looking at some old pictures and saw my three phases of facial hair, thus far at least. The first is facial hair-less. Man does my chin look bald. Yeah, I don't think I will ever shave my gotee off again, nor will I dye my hair black ever again. That was one stupid night. Anyway, then there is the gotee, or chintee, that is what I have now due to working in a church. It looks good, not too long, not too short, just right. And lastly, the beard phase. I have to admit, my last full-pressed attempt at growing a beard looked nice, then I shaved it for junior/senior and grew back a poor replacement until this summer whence I shaved it for four months. There were two pictures of me with a beard, the first picture was at Steph's birthday party two years ago. It was a pretty ugly sight, not long enough to look real, and it didn't even connect at the bottom. But then there was a picture from this spring, and man was it a good beard, not what I would call the perfect beard, but nonetheless a good one. Jay from Monday's Hero had a good one too. I think he has since shaved it off also. The summer is just too hot for a beard. I'm sure all the girls out there are totally and utterly repulsed by this post, but hey, its better than being bitter towards romance, right? Ha. Um, yep thats it. you have my love.