08-01-2005, 03:33 AM
Basically what I think Im addicted to , is the actual recieving of the mask or prop or whatever it happens to be.
I think we create a 5yr olds christmas for ourselves everytime we wait for, and recieve something from the postman. That immortal excitement, the doorbell rings and cough on your coffee....race to the door, bloody snatch the box with glee....you want to hug the postman and say "Jesus, thanks mate" but we also know deep down that may be inappropriate....and then sometimes that happens anyway...
you scribble your name on the plastic screen...get inside...you had promised yourself, you would savour the opening...and you do to a degree....your hands shake....
You remeber you wanted to play a certain theme tune as you opened it, but you just cant get yourself away from the box to do it....
and then you get it. And with that first visual view...and nothing can beat that...you stare, you get a powerful whiff of the latex (which is usually one of my fav. parts.....) and youre amazed, in awe, youre heart is jumping,....
and youre as happy as when you were a wee fella, or girl on xmas...at 6.00 am in the morning...you have your absolute treasure, and you go in often to look at it, touch it, wear it...and generally it fills you with glee!!!!
Lovely.
Colin
I think we create a 5yr olds christmas for ourselves everytime we wait for, and recieve something from the postman. That immortal excitement, the doorbell rings and cough on your coffee....race to the door, bloody snatch the box with glee....you want to hug the postman and say "Jesus, thanks mate" but we also know deep down that may be inappropriate....and then sometimes that happens anyway...
you scribble your name on the plastic screen...get inside...you had promised yourself, you would savour the opening...and you do to a degree....your hands shake....
You remeber you wanted to play a certain theme tune as you opened it, but you just cant get yourself away from the box to do it....
and then you get it. And with that first visual view...and nothing can beat that...you stare, you get a powerful whiff of the latex (which is usually one of my fav. parts.....) and youre amazed, in awe, youre heart is jumping,....
and youre as happy as when you were a wee fella, or girl on xmas...at 6.00 am in the morning...you have your absolute treasure, and you go in often to look at it, touch it, wear it...and generally it fills you with glee!!!!
Lovely.
Colin