Who knows what the key combination is that clears an input field on a form and makes you swear? I’ve hit it twice this week, and I think it’s near the lower left of the keyboard, but that’s all I know.
As I was saying…
AngelA got me some vegan shaving cream for Christmas. I’ve been dry shaving ever since I found out that most shaving creams contain pig fat, and it doesn’t bug me much, but I guess it was getting to AngelA, because hey, look what’s under the tree. I tried it, and it was pretty good, but the shaving capabilities are nothing compared to an unexpected feature: it makes me look like a robot. Metallic silver. If my camera didn’t suck so bad you’d get a picture, but it does, so you don’t. I think they use robot fat instead of the pig.
Speaking of things you do in the bathroom, has anyone else stepped into the shower wearing eyeglasses lately? I did it the other day, and my vision started to blur as the lenses fogged up, and I was like “what the hell?” until I realized what I’d done. I think it’s been years since that last happened. Next I’ll still be wearing my shirt or socks or something.
We’re heading to some New Year’s thing tonight, and I might try something new by not drinking. This has very little to do with the amount of beer that went into me last night, actually. It’s just something new, and I’m all about new things. Or something. Mostly I’m just writing this in case anyone who reads this is there and they can go “hey, I thought you weren’t drinking” and I can go “blargh!”, possibly on their shoes. It’ll be fun. I’ve really gotten into the spirit of New Year’s this year. If resolutions are going to mean anything, they need to make a massive difference in my life. I’ve been tunneling towards the bottom for weeks now with holiday treats and spirits, and it’s not unlike someone going on a shopping spree the night before Buy Nothing Day. Some careful observers might have thought that I was changing the plan with yesterday’s trip to the gym, but that was just so I’d hurt more today. I will be thankful for 2003, if only because the hurt will be less.
Happy New Year, y’all.
Today’s album: Brand New’s Your Favourte Weapon