i am back home. The weather is exquisite. the drive was uneventful. summer shall be supreme.
new things, new things:
i, once free from electronic chains and previously unresponsible for those who try to reach me, have now acquired a cellular phone. I have been assigned a 10 digit number, with which any person with telephone services can harass me at any moment. the phone itself i have nothing against: i still marvel at its wizardry of engineering and compact simplicity. It is literally no bigger than the palm of my hand, about the size of an egg. However, there are grave consequences: like a slave, i am bonded to it and must answer to its beckoning. If you’d like to be one of the causes of my misery, email me and ask my for my cell number.
also, i patiently await the response of my prospective employer. My job for the summer, if plans become reality, will be to design websites for local businesses. but, perhaps those well-laid plans go awry. I’m looking at the difference between large sums of easy money and small increments of hard-earned pennies. I would much prefer the former, as does Donald Trump et al.
My room is still absolutely littered in my belongings, i have not put many things away. sigh. As goes my life right now. Must work on that. Get things in order.
Ha ha ha, I shall now publish David’s secret phone number for everyone to see and misuse. Let the harrassment begin!
1-337-GUITARO
just kidding. Bwhahahahaha