Clothes

I feel like I'm ready to make a few changes... ready to dress better, to take better care of myself... I'm just not fiscally capable.

I guess that should be my next project.
Finding a job that pays well enough I can buy pants that, you know, fit.

It may not seem like it, but this is real progress.

I grow my beard out when I'm depressed. It's been out for months now ...

It's to scare away women.
See, I don't want to 'almost meet a woman' when I'm unhappy.
Hiding behind a hideous tangle of fur is usually a good way to not even 'almost'.

Anyways, work next. Then me. Then a her.

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Mr. S