I am monstrously happy. I have a typewriter. Sam found it for me at the Goodwill. It cost five dollars. And it works. And that, dear readers, is why I will always have a good relationship with thrift stores.
It's not the typewriter I want. (Yes, I know exactly what model I want. I spent two or three weeks stalking typewriter auctions on ebay.) But, you know . . . five bucks? And it works? I'm pretty happy. Besides, once I've messed with this one to my heart's content, I'm pretty sure I can sell this one on ebay and buy the one I really want. Oh yeah. That's how we roll in this family ;)
P.S. It comes complete with a lovely "ding!" sound. Heeheehee ^_^