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Wednesday, March 2
"the world begins to disappear..." -adam duritz on the 411/information craze: it seems like they're trying to kill phonebooks. i have zero shame in admitting i get sentimental about technology expanding and destroying once familiar rituals. in fact, i'll even pay extra if phonebooks cease to be free because they're obsolete. but i absolutely will not dial 411 (and pay $1.49) to have some jack-off in Minnesota tap a few keys into a computer and recite to me the information i could find myself. flipping through pages is so much easier than talking to some southern minimum-wage caller-service person anyway. and the whole "can i connect you for an additional $.75?" bullshit? oh. i forgot. you see, it's definitely worth almost a buck to be saved the inconvenience of having to hang up and press a few numbers myself. christ, thank you. i'm so glad you offered. i keep dreaming about babies. it's not freaky in the paranoid commitment-phobic 20-something male way. it's freaky in the "why the fuck am i dreaming about babies?" way. a brief shout-out to my buddy Owein: "dude, sorry about decorating your locker at school with Winnie-the-Pooh birthday pictures. the sight of rabbit and tigger holding bouquets of flowers, celebrating your birthday in a splendor of yellow, pink, and green, was just too much to resist. you were a great sport about it and, despite the heartbreak it will cause me, i'll understand today when you rip down and throw out my carefully crayon-drawn masterpieces. happy 24th again, man." today's focus: not eating until 4 pm (starving!!!), errands tonight, editing the newspaper, 80's dancing tomorrow w/AA?
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