stuberosum's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- shiny shiny phone Apparently my new phone boasts "art-deco richness" I like. Bar the actual box the packaging and such make this phone ooze class like instead of having insides it has class and someone had stabbed it repeatedly. Or something. I could link you to a pic online on the nokia website but the picture does not do it justice at all. Man, I'm talking about a mobile phone like it is a work of art or something, I must be more sick than I thought. Or maybe it is art! If a urinal can become a seminal work of art, why can't a phone be just normal art? Also my new computer is ready - I think it may even be shiny and black, which is important because I have to make sure everying in my house matches my phone. Good bye pale leather lounges! I won't miss you I am sure. Now I just need the internet at home and to, you know, actually pay for the computer. Hello Mr Bank Cheque! What's that? You want to take a big chunk out my bank account? Go ahead, you rascal. Just make sure you are black and shiny, or there could be trouble! Only kidding (no I am not). So much fun, who needs actually person companionship when you have a vivid imagination?
The weird thing was that I didn't really get that aftertaste I associate with technicolour yawns. I wonder if it was because I have a cold so can't taste stuff so good. I dunno though cos I could most certainly taste those salt and vinegar chips I had.
Have I mentioned seeing her before in my diary? I keep getting mixed up between thinking I could put it in my diary and actually doing it. I guess I could read back but I don't think I could be bothered. Don't know that I would find it particularly interesting.
Don't worry I'll keep you posted ;) 12:52 p.m. - Thursday, Aug. 11, 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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