MrFribbles

After weeks of science, could this be a concoction of beard growth? Is it merely key lime soda? Only the beard will tell.

Much to my surprise, My beard appears After days in hiding.

Caught between a dichotomy of light and dark, this closeup of the beard shines on.

As if my beard wasn't enough to make my coolness factor expand exponentially.

The end of May and its fast approach has me and my beard deep in thought.

I'm afraid to look behind me, in case there's a monster in my closet. My beard knows no such fear.

The chin that grows my beard is now 22 years old. Sadly, my beard does not have that same luxury.

I'm I scared? Shocked? Strangely amused? Only my beard knows.

I had the great honor of meeting a certain website's creator. As you can see, my beard and I were both very excited.

The end of the school year leaves me and my beard... Contemplative? Or at least, poorly lit.

After a weekend free from internet connections and webcams, things return to usual. Beards continue to grow!

I lift mine eyes unto the hill, Where does my beard come from?

Something over there sure is fascinating! But not as fascinating as the continued verdant nature of my beard!

With beard firmly in hand, I look boldly to the future. The future full of beard.

I sadly removed the beards from the side of my face, but I was rewarded with strangely gelled hair.

So, May, fifth of all months, you manage to surprise me and my beard once again.

To close out April - A beard in profile, to the tune of "In a Sweater Poorly Knit".

My short beard has seemingly turned me into a wide-eyed orphan child from a feed the children ad. We can only hope that the growth continues and that full beard strength returns soon.

I left my camera at home for the weekend, so my beard began a rapid growth beyond all reasonable expectation.

Alas! My beard updatings were upheld for several days by circumstances both entirely out of, and somewhat within, my control! But without further delay - slightly more beard!

A dark and spooky update. My room mate was slumbering, so I had to update my beard in secret.

It's starting to feel fuzzy again. This brings me hope.

Day 2 - A tiny bit of stubble... But still, nothing of the beard's former glory. All in good time.

The journey begins. I have not shaved since... I can hardly remember. I believe it was October the 31st, year of our Lord 2000 and 6. And now look at me! My chin as naked at the day it was born. A sad thing to see indeed.