It seems the urge to shear has struck again. This time, it was a fellow student who parted with his beard. He went from looking like rugged woodsman to a stand-in for the Barenaked Ladies. Not to say it looks bad, it’s just weird being able to see his whole face.
Funny that we should all be cutting our hair back the same month the temperature is taking a nosedive. Luckily I have a new tiger toque that keeps me ferociously toasty. That’s right, ferociously. As in “grrrr” instead of “brrrr.”
[Ed’s Note: Someone should notify Josh that his practicum teaching 11 year olds is over.]
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