Damn hair

Well it seems I can finally incinerate my drivers permit because I got my license. It is a joyous day. Stuff seems to be looking up for a change. Everything seems to be falling into place except one thing. My damn facial hair torments me morning, noon and night. If I cut it short then it looks funny. If I leave it long then I'm told I look like a terrorist. It grows continually so I have to try and trim it just right so it doesn't look like crap. Most of the time I couldn't care less but recently it's been a real pain in the neck. Electric razors tend to pull the hair instead of cut it regardless of the quality of the device. Disposable razors work alright but you gotta keep buying them unless you want to jig up your face. Still I have my license so it's not all a waste. I'm bored now. Peace.