the perfect shave

the perfect shave

I am 22 years old and still don’t have the slighest clue how to shave my face without completely cutting myself up. It honestly just baffles me that my hands don’t seem to comprehend the art of shaving. Ironically, there isn’t even much to shave for those blades. Based on my facial hair, I could be compared to any recent 8th grade graduate. Male or female in some cases. Anyway, I better start packing for my trip to Seattle tomorrow. We are flying out of LA at 8am, so I am going to have to get up early. It is hard to describe how excited I am about this trip. Sadly, I am going to have to wear a suit tomorrow night, which is already causing a tremendous amount of stress to me. Nothing fits me worse than a suit. Period. So long…