insights into the world of caffeinated monkeys
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Monday, May 17, 2004 Lessons In Letter Writing Every great complaint letter to a corporation should start out with the line "The use of your product makes me want to curl up in a ball of my own leg hair and become a dirty hairy hippy." Yes, indeed, I did write a letter of complaint to the Noxema corporation, complaining about the piss poor design of their triple-blade razor. Now, I love the color of the razor, the way the handle is designed for a secure grip, but if the blade of the razor falls off of the handle and into the bathwater every single time it moves over anything less than absolute flat, well, then you really need to rethink the success of this "women's" razor. Women are curvy. Hell, even the parts that men shave are curved. After spending over an hour this Saturday shaving my legs, having to stop every 5 seconds to find the razor blade and re-attach it, all while trying to hurry so that I could meet up with Garrett and avoid showering during a thunderstorm, I'd had it with that razor. So, I bought a Venus....and that's working out. It was between that and the Intuition...sorry Aud and Beth, but I'm allergic to most of the moisturizing crap that they put in shave gels and moisture strips on razors, so the Intuition seemed to be a very bad idea. I'd either be red, itchy, bumpy and hairfree or hairy and Sasquatch-esque. Neither option is that appealing. Amazing how I can turn one hour of shaving into this epic decision... In other news, the move has been going well. Baldric is getting adjusted to things. He likes to tease the dog. I'm slowly getting things unpacked and put away. Partly because I'm never here--I'm working or at Garrett's. Partly because I keep getting distracted. I want to start one project but before I can do that, I have to do this other thing, but before I can do that, I need to do yet another thing. Like I'd like to unpack my dishes, but I need a place to put them. In order to put them somewhere, I need to rearrange things in the cabinents. If I'm going to rearrange things, I should probably go ahead and clean out the cabinents, since they smell funky and the dust isn't dust-colored, but more of a post-apocalyptic gray. Lather, rinse, repeat. The dust around here is amazing dust. If anyone is looking for a backdrop for a post-apocalyptic movie, play, etc. this is the place to come to. The dust looks just like it probably would after the end of the world. posted by jaime | 11:29 PM 0 comments |
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