Too Many Facebook Status Possibilities

So, about a million things have popped into my head tonight that I have deemed worth sharing, and yet I know no one gives a fuck about any of it. Normally, I'd pick the best to post to Facebook, but there are just too many tonight. So, naturally, I'm posting it on my blog. Here we go:

Tonight, I have spent near 45 minutes looking at old photos of myself. It's out of nostalgia, not out of conceit, I swear.

Played too much Hector: Badge of Carnage. Everything I think and read is now in a sarcastic British accent (also called an average British accent).

See an old comment on Facebook with one like. Hover over it. "No one currently likes this." GHOSTS. (...Thanks for the like, Mouse.)

Thinking about shaving my beard. I have finally stumbled across a positive attribute about myself in hindsight: My looks. I used to look not too bad back in the day (before college and beard). Look dreadful now, though.

Pictured: A recent portrait.

I feel like I'm drunk, but without the euphoric sensation in my head. So, I'm making bad decisions, and lack a filter. Worst of both worlds, I guess (Mental note: "best" and "worst" both alliterative in that saying).

Just realized I put a period in the title of this post. My fingers are way too anal about punctuation.

Looked up, didn't you? Yeah, my brain is way too anal about leaving punctuation in a title.

By now, you've noticed I'm not doing potential Facebook statuses anymore. Apparently, by "about a million" I mean 5. So, you know, give or take 999,995. Namely, take 999,995.

Got my last final tomorrow. Wish me luck, all.