I've decided not to cut my hair or shave my face until after the Mohican 100 mile run in June. Jennifer's cool with it and my boss is cool with it, so that's all I cared about. So far it's been pretty hard to get used to all the looks. Especially being here in Hampton, Virginia as a contract programmer in large corporate office building. Everybody looks professional, except for me. I look professional from the neck down, so that has to count for something.
So the next time you see me and wonder why I look like a homeless person, there's a (personal) reason. It looks gross for now, but it's growing on me... get it? :P