You may recall this recent post, where I revealed the existence of my new electrical powers. I am … well, not proud, really, more confused— to announce that not only have I continued to shock myself on that goddamn piece of furniture (and nothing else in the store) but that I managed to deliver an electrical shock to a customer today by handing him an invoice. The shock traveled over the piece of paper; our hands did not touch.
I am terrified to touch one of our power sofas, which actually do run on electricity. I’m starting to think I might die if I do.
Five days since the tooth removal, and I’ve still had barely a second of pain at any point, which blows my mind. I just said this in a comment a month ago, but if dental surgery had always been this easy, no one would be afraid of going to the dentist. I’m blown away at how lucky I got.