As Far As I Can Tell

I don’t think it’s the weather making me feel bad, but today’s brief heat made for a happy lunch. Paper in hand I walked with my coffee and scarf. There was just enough chill to justify tying it in a tight knot around my neck instead of letting it blow free. Lunch breaks are a necessary savior. I can’t take my break inside with a packed lunch, or go somewhere with co-workers; I need that hour for escape.

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I’ve given in a bought a cell phone. For years I’ve been against them, mainly as I watched people become more and more careless and disregarding of others in their use. It’s bad when your Grandpa tells you “Welcome to the modern world”.

It’s nice. I knew it would be. I’m stubborn.

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Last weekend I saw Magnolia Electric Company in Chicago and hung out with Ivo, Eric, and Ed. All weekend I listened to rap or electronic music except for the show. The contrast was extreme, but normal as of late. B.I.G. and The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. Fuck it, I’ll put them on a mix cd together.