A friend of mine once hypothesized that everything I touch turns to cute. There is even a sound effect: ding!, like a cheerful toaster oven.

Sometimes I find it disgusting.

My landline phone is officially dead and I've decided that I want to get a rotary phone from Ebay. Mostly I am really excited about it, but sometimes I think about how it will look sitting on my desk, so adorable and old-fashioned, and I just want to vomit. I want to escape my own taste in things, get something completely un-Anjali, like an ugly beige phone from 1991. Or one shaped like a football. Or Betty Boop. Something that won't call attention to how fucking cute it is.

But I won't. If given the choice between an average vacuum cleaner and one shaped like Hello Kitty's head, I will always always choose the Hello Kitty one.

It is a blessing and a curse. Ding!