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I don't think you've truly lived until you've had shaving gel explode in your hand. o.o
Mind you, this was not the can itself that exploded, but the actual GEL popped. It was surreal. I was spraying it into my hand to lather up, and suddenly there was a very loud POP!! I'm not entirely positive, but I think whatever keeps the gel as a gel before it gets lathered into a cream stopped doing it's job, or something, because now when I spray, it comes out directly as cream. Really really weird. It doesn't seem like the propellant, since it still comes out. I don't know. Weird is the only word I'm coming up with for this.
In other news, Liz called the apartment place today to find out what the hold up is. Apparently they were having a hard time getting a hold of our current landlord (no real surprise there, considering it took her almost a week to respond about us getting robbed). Anyway, long story short, they finally got a hold of her, and we'll actually have a place to live come next month. Yaaaaaaaay. My mock enthusiasm here is disguising my real enthusiasm, because I'm still so shocked about my shaving gel exploding. I really was genuinely conerned that we would have to live in a U-haul because our credit wouldn't get approved. This is Nathan. This is Nathan constantly worrying about everything. Notice the lack of change.
Mind you, this was not the can itself that exploded, but the actual GEL popped. It was surreal. I was spraying it into my hand to lather up, and suddenly there was a very loud POP!! I'm not entirely positive, but I think whatever keeps the gel as a gel before it gets lathered into a cream stopped doing it's job, or something, because now when I spray, it comes out directly as cream. Really really weird. It doesn't seem like the propellant, since it still comes out. I don't know. Weird is the only word I'm coming up with for this.
In other news, Liz called the apartment place today to find out what the hold up is. Apparently they were having a hard time getting a hold of our current landlord (no real surprise there, considering it took her almost a week to respond about us getting robbed). Anyway, long story short, they finally got a hold of her, and we'll actually have a place to live come next month. Yaaaaaaaay. My mock enthusiasm here is disguising my real enthusiasm, because I'm still so shocked about my shaving gel exploding. I really was genuinely conerned that we would have to live in a U-haul because our credit wouldn't get approved. This is Nathan. This is Nathan constantly worrying about everything. Notice the lack of change.