Sometimes I think I need a cat. Or a dog. Or a roommate that’s around more than fifteen minutes a week.
“I just ordered a humidifier!” I instant-exclaimed to my long-distance boyfriend. “It is in the shape of a penguin! What’s its name?”
“Sterling arrived in the mail today!” I updated Janaka over the phone. “Let me read you the itemized selling points on his box, they’re great. I also took some pictures of him for my blog. Uh. I . . . take pictures . . . of my humidifier . . . for my website . . . ”
“Yeah!” he said. “COOL LIFE.”
“Cool life!”
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Well that’s not obscene.
Horribly offensive penguin.
OH. GOD. I . . . look, it’s really not like that. It’s more like an outie belly button.
The delayed reaction between those two comments was priceless.
I’m going to urge you to read the directions on this one, especially the part where it says NOT to submerge this in water, less this penguin humidifier meet the same fate as you last one.
A bellybutton. Surely.
I wish my “bellybutton” had a little light above it. Man, that would be handy.
“Power indication.”
hahaha, amazing!