Uwtl yet again. This has happened also in recent nights but I think I have neglected to inform you about it. Who is you btw? Who is reading this? Honestly I have no idea. For all I know you could just simply be me.
Spent the weekend in Houston this weekend, attending the graduation of my Little Cuz from the Universtiy of Houston. The graduation was held in the hallowed halls that once held Phi Slamma Jamma (maybe the best fake greek name for a college basketball team ever).
During the ceremony, I missed the calling of my cousin's name as a result of being spaced out, sending an email on me Iphone as the name was called. If this doesn't prove how plugged in I am then I dunno what does. I used to be very very anti-text and any form of obnoxious handheld technology, but now I stare at my little pocket music player/ computer/ phone all the live long day.
There's no one to truly blame but myself for this absurd way of being but I suppose I could also blame NYC for the fact that I am never driving thus being Zombie'd into my smartphone is less dangerous than it would be in LA (btw isn't it ironic that it's called a smart phone yet it has the ability to make it's owner infinitely stupider at least in a being there in the moment/ socialization sense? Ya, I really do think.).
I hope that my likely impending move back to LA will seriously derail my terrible habit of being glued to the phone/comp/ pod.
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