- After coming home last night at 11 to realize I had forgotten to put my sheets in the drier, I commenced with creative indulgences; stamping, writing a letter to Anda, listening to music and painting.
- Brandon called me at about 12.30, "hey, are you home? I have something for you."
- When he arrived he held in his lean hand a be-handled box containing the most exquisite typewriter.
- Red, maroon actually. Enamel. Ribbon still in place, black ink atop and red running the bottom.
- It has the most lovely concaved keys, with cursive "tab" and "floating shift" nobs on either side of the letter board.
- It is so smooth! Not the clackity clacking of my Royal, but a muffled movement. I didn't think I was hitting keys hard enough...there was no sharp "tap!" when i struck them, just a gentle, heavy beat....mmm.
- So easy am I to please...
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