|Got a package
All right, coming clean, coming out. Deep inside my steely exterior is a screaming fangirl.
See, there's this little thing called Cabin Pressure. It's as little as an airdot (as compared to an airline). And this little thing makes me happy — not just cheery, but truly happy. Apparently, a lot of others are being made truly happy by it, too.
Long story short, I joined in the fandom's Secret Santa thingy last Christmas. Now, as you all know, the holidays just passed and it's almost February. So I thought that's it, my Secret Santa either was sick, got the wrong address, or left me for another girl.
But then the universe was only testing my patience (because it likes to do that to people). Last night I received a notice from the post office. It required going to the customs.
To cut to the highlight of the story, my Secret Santa hasn't forsaken me.
|Inside the package
"...I think it's an utterly stupid idea for two reasons: one of which is obvious and the other of which is that Arthur is 29 years old." Yeah, this might be something only 15-year-olds engage in, but deep inside me is a 15-year-old beaming girl.