The RIB telling you to reset: the epitome of irony.
I think I can milk this arc for two more comics. But this'll be the last comic where I'm (more) crazy and disheveled.
When I started doing this arc, I originally planned to give myself a beard in the later strips, but then the 20 minute joke wouldn't have made sense. So it became a five o'clock shadow instead.
I guess it doesn't make sense either way since you can't grow facial hair in the game.