One of the first things I had to do when I got to Huntington was get a cell phone, so now I have one. I have a cell phone. I'm a cell phone person. It was a fact that was pretty hard for me to come to terms with. But as Hotch pointed out, having a cell phone because you have to have one makes you different from all those annoying people.

I remember, on many occasions during my various math classes, thinking that what I was learning was stupid and pointless. "There'll come a day," I thought, "when calculators will be small enough so that people can carry them anywhere they go." The only situation I could think of where it wouldn't work was in bed. Perhaps two people in the throes of passion might wonder what 22,325 divided by 615 is. In that case, I figured that the small calculator would probably be left laying beside the bed. You'll understand my jubilation, then, when I found out that my cell phone, which I take just about everywhere, has a calculator function. I even keep it beside my bed at night.

36.30081 by the way.

I went with Virgin Mobile because I love everything connected to MTV I'm a Mobile Virgin Sprint wanted me to give them $250 for them to "hang on to" for a year before they would even think about giving me a phone. Something about credit. I don't care.

Anyway, it's a good phone. Tiny. It's actully that flip phone you see on the commercials. Time is pretty expensive, but I don't ever stay on it long, so I can make the money last a while. I'm not about to put my cell phone number in here, but if you ask, I'll probably tell you.

Oh, and when I got it, the store was having a deal where you bought a phone and got $20 of merchendise for free, so I picked up Pac-Man World 2. It's a lot better than I thought it would be. You run around and bounce on stuff and eat little yellw dots.

I got my room cleaned up today. It's something I've been meaning to do for a while. You see, Sunday is my only day off. The rest of the week, I'm always doing stuff. It's gotten to the point that when I try to sit around, I can't. I have to do something. So today I picked up the apartment some and got my room straightened up. I'm kinda proud of myself.

Does anyone know anything about USB? Mine doesn't work anymore and I can't figure out why. You know when it broke? Right when I got my printer working again. So now I have to go to the library and print things at the rate of ten cents a sheet. I wouldn't mind paying it, except that it goes to Marshall. I've decided that my goal is to keep as much money out of Marshall's hands as I can.

Can you give a wedgie to someone in a thong?

I'm gonna go. Expect more soon.

Later.