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Look at that. There's like a tiny patch in the middle of my bald spot that's just a little thicker, like they won't go without a fight. Kinda touching. Foolish, but touching.
It's blurry, but you try taking a photo of the side of your head.
I haven't trimmed my beard in a few weeks, just shaved below it. It's not so much that I want to grow it out as I've just stopped caring.
"The critic is the only independent source of information. The rest is advertising."
— Pauline Kael
"Film lovers are sick people."
— Francois Truffaut
"Let others praise ancient times, I am glad I was born in these."
— Ovid
I see the eye of hte storm on the top of your head
Oct 16, 2007 7:43 AM