Life is good.
I love waiting for the UPS guy when I know he has a new knife for me. It's like Christmas. I usually have the box open by the time the elevator gets back up to my floor (opened knifelessly; I fear cutting myself in my haste). Then I spend the whole day playing with my new prize possession. It's amazing how long I can play a simple game like "open knife, close knife." W/ just a few breaks trying to find some arm or leg hair to test-shave. (Only times in my entire life I've ever even fleetingly wished I was hairier. But vain searching for visible arm hair has made it occasionally a trial to be half-Asian & female; never minded before.)
I also can't wait until I'm reincarnated as someone with money for knives that cost more than $25.
Ah, the pleasures of anticipation.
(whistles to self)
I love waiting for the UPS guy when I know he has a new knife for me. It's like Christmas. I usually have the box open by the time the elevator gets back up to my floor (opened knifelessly; I fear cutting myself in my haste). Then I spend the whole day playing with my new prize possession. It's amazing how long I can play a simple game like "open knife, close knife." W/ just a few breaks trying to find some arm or leg hair to test-shave. (Only times in my entire life I've ever even fleetingly wished I was hairier. But vain searching for visible arm hair has made it occasionally a trial to be half-Asian & female; never minded before.)
I also can't wait until I'm reincarnated as someone with money for knives that cost more than $25.
Ah, the pleasures of anticipation.
(whistles to self)