Apparently I currently brux audibly at night. Hopefully it’ll stop when things calm down.

FDR had nothing on me.

Some cut. Some burn.

I bash.

I got to shave with a new razor blade today. My blade generally outlasts the razor, and the one I just threw out was in use for over eight months. It was so old that the soothing strips were completely worn out. The blades get a little dull and slightly irritating, but they still work. I’ve always had baby facial hair, but I’ve noticed that it’s gotten a lot tougher now. Too bad it’s patchy as hell, like Gabe’s.

I love tracking packages. I wonder if package tracking codes follow a certain structure, like credit cards. Credit card numbers need to be approved by a bank first though, so they’re very secure, with good reason. If I could, I’d decipher the tracking code format and write a code generator to track random packages all day. I wouldn’t need to know what’s being shipped, I just like knowing that I can find out where something is at any point in time.

Allergy season has made me realize that the only authentic Chinese thing I have left is an obnoxious sneeze.