Hairs

After 99 days of perpetual beard-hair growth, I finally impeded the process by trimming some of the hairs.
In that amount of time I had never touched my beard with either a razor nor scissors.

But last night I was hit with the final straw as I realized I couldn't even take a sip of beer without getting it all over my mustache.

But don't worry, I still have my beard, and it's still rather thick, I just trimmed it back some. Most importantly the mustache. You can once again see my lips.
The most annoying part was when eating things like burgers or sandwiches which had the propensity for shoving your facial hairs into your mouth and making you munch on them.

Now that is a weird feeling. I thought I got them all, but while at dinner I found a few more that need to go. Other than that I'm ready for winter.
Oh, and I may also incorporate my beard into my Halloween costume.
We'll see how that pans out.

Go beard hairs!