308 words today.

Not that much, but I guess I'm a little winded or something.

But I've accomplished other stuff. I mean, I bathed the snake.

Have I mentioned how good it feels to be writing again?

Onward, Luddite soldiers

So I seem to have a cell phone.

I've spent a while programming numbers into it (brooksmoses's home number, erispope's pager, my brother's cell). I spent a while longer pounding on it until it vibrated instead of making noise (though there was a bit where I was shouting at it for playing the New World Symphony faster than a largo, and an incredible bemusement as an electro-beepy version of Stars and Stripes Forever set off my S&SF reflexes).

It has a little screen. When it doesn't have anything better to do, it shows a panda walking (down and to the right).

Or, as oneironaut put it, I have a tamagotchi that happens to allow me to talk to people who are far away.

(Am I the only person who can't help but think of 'tamagotchi' as if the last syllables were the I-think-Yiddish word that I've generally seen used to mean 'thingy'?)