And I pulled back to the duct tape to reveal: ----

Unbeknownst to many of you, the duct tape between my eyes was actually a massive (CSIS-suggested) cover-up of my third eye (also, my second nose and mouth and, erm, chin). But I've removed the shackles of super-secret-undercover protection to show you all what I really look like.

Actually, my hair doesn't really look like that. It's humid! And I haven't yet gotten around to my birthday-haircut! Also, my new glasses have really neat green plastic behind them that you can't see.

Anyway, now you know the truth. Enjoy.

(FYI: I'm reading Down and Out in Paris and London, so expect the rampant misuse of "double-m" [?] dashes to continue.)

Also, "update": why does double honours in stats require like 24 credit hours of calculus when single doesn't?! maybe i should just graduate in something I could finish this year, like politics ... or English ... or biology ... argh.