Friday, March 09, 2007
I am woman, hear me roar.
I discovered my electric razor needed cleaning (read: it wasn't shaving anymore). So in an amazing display of feminine wiles (read: 7 years of watching MacGyver), I took it all apart, cleaned it, aligned the heads, and reassembled it (read: made a mess).
Then, with a shiny clean razor, I shaved!
Somehow my brain was addled (read: thinking about the cute guy I met yesterday) as I was shaving my legs, and it was hurting (read: pain) a bit more than usual (read: not at all). Instead of stopping to see what was wrong with my razor, I just continued (read: an amazing display of ineptitude).
And what do I get for my trouble? (read: again...ineptitude)
A million tiny little microscopic cuts all over my legs due to a mis-aligned razor head.
Oy, the femininity.