Hm. All right, I will bite.
This is me. When I'm well-rested and not half dead, which is most of the time. The dog belongs to my parents.
I think this was taken a few years ago. But I still look the same. Hair's still just as long, still have those same damn glasses, still have my hat, still have my jacket, though the sleeves are more frayed and there's a hole in the right elbow. The dog's still around, but she's old and fat. I may perhaps have a line or two on my face that wasn't there before, but hell, only I can see those.