Beating razors into swords

I did not shave this morning. Even though I had this day planned for my favorite grey pants and my surprisingly-flattering $10 black shirt, I did not shave this morning. I did not shave in spite of my thought-out dress because I wanted to make a statement and the statment is this: "I barely slept 3 hours last night, so don't go expecting me to be on top of my game, because my brain is a worthless mess. I mean, more so."

It's amazing how much a little stubble can say.