Well, here's the three week maturation of my facial hair. Since I started competing in this life-changing contest, my girlfriend has started working ridiculously long hours - which, I'm convinced, she's doing on purpose just to avoid kissing the mustache. At my job, I've been accused of having lost a bet by upwards of twenty co-workers and been called names like: a.) Fu Man Chu b.) Pedophile c.) Poncho Villa and d.) Pornstar. Ah, humilation..., well pornstar wasn't so bad because it is soooo true. Anyway, I have to go back there for more of the same in a couple of minutes. In other news, I finally got my roll today. While some might credit the expert tutelage of my instructor, Nick, I'm going to believe it was the Power of Mustache. Feel the power, you know you want to.
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