This moring I arose from bed as I always do on Mondays, with a slight hint of unwanting in my step. I lug to the shower. I lug to the sink. I lug to pick up my toothbrush. I lug to pick up my mouthwash. I lug to pick up my regular old schick razor. Just as I went to lather up I realized that today was the day! Today was the day that my straight razor would arive. Not being to scruffy I decided to wait for later tonight when it would arrive.

I arrived at college at 8. Sat through boredom. I arrive at work at 2. Sat through stress. I arrived home at 10:30. 16 and a half hours after I arose the morning before( my weekdays suck ). There was a white box on my bed.

I opened with excitement. I bought a kit from vintage bladesllc. I got a strop, a chrome shaving cup, some soap, a brush, and A dovo "classic black" which i made sure to pull out last.

Wrapped around the razor box was a note that said" your dovo razor has been sharpened by "Lynn Abrams"(thanks lynn). I touched my finger to the blade and inspected the razor. Holy crap was the blades edge sharp. "How am i not going to cut myself" I though as a little sweat bead fell from my face.

I went to the bathroom to finish what i had set out to do 17 hours earlier. I lathered up with my brush( which is a lot better feeling than my hands ). I whipped out my razor, and very carefully began stroking the hair from my face. I could hear the hairs screaming as the extremely sharp blade sliced them at the base.

It was not the closest shave that i have ever had, but it was the most enjoyable by far. Something about a very sharp blade is kinda kick***.

Anyways, I'm sure with a little practice and confidence i could yield a much closer shave. There was some slight razor burn in places like my chin. But again with practice I am sure I could cut down on this.( no pun intended )

Well, to whomever actually read all this I would just like to thank everyone here for providing so much information onto the pages of the site.

Expect me back soon.

**No nicks.. haha**