my blow dryer broke. it makes me sad.

at first, i thought it was just the outlet that didn't work, but after trying it on three different outlets, i finally realized it was the blow dryer and not the outlets. i actually thought that the first two outlets just weren't working. "wow... imagine the odds of that!" i stupidly thought to myself. i should've expected this though. i've had this thing since the 6th grade. but that's what makes me so sad. i'm so attached to it. you know? it's like losing your favorite brush or something. this blow dryer has been with me through thick and thin, through junior high, through high school, and through college; to la, san diego, fremont, and even oregon and mexico. i'm so used to my blow dryer that when i borrowed helen's to dry my hair, i just couldn't do it. her blow dryer was just too foreign. my left hand rejected it. this resulted in my really bad hair day.

and now i have to search for another blow dryer. apparently, target does not sell them. at least the one near our house doesn't. i'll have to go to wal-mart or something. does best buy sell blow dryers? it's going to be hard to find a good one to replace this old one though. in fact, there's no way i could ever find one to replace this one; it's just too special. sure, i'll have a new blow dryer, but it just won't be the same. and it's so old that there's not much of a chance i can find the exact same one. i can't even bring myself to throw it away now that it's dead. it's still tucked in the cabinet under my sink.

i can't believe i just wrote an entire entry on my blow dryer. see how special it is to me?