Evil White Box...

... nothing like being told by a little, white - and very evil - box that you are 9 years closer to worm food than you should be! Irrelevant of a general number fetish, I'm not personally a fan of any to do with myself. With that in mind, I try as much as possible to stay away from all forms of measuring 'devices' as they inevitably either depress or embolden me unnecessarily. I can happily go days on end without looking in a mirror but inevitably the shock of 'who's that?' will jolt me back to my non-George-Clooney-ness.