Oh, winter.
My dad who loves weather of the extreme variety said that even for him, it was a little much. That is saying a lot. But he left for Spain yesterday so I can't feel very badly for him.
A year ago now I was in Las Vegas. That was nice. Having sun shine on you which was actually WARM (and not just bright as it feels in New England in February) was a good change of pace. But Las Vegas was sort of weird and it was almost HARD to get outside. You have to walk through a million casinos to get anywhere and all the lights flashing and cigarette smoke and DING DING DINGS of people losing money kind of hurt my brain.
So, in a month from right now I will be in California. I will be in Palm Springs which (I have learned from this Palm Springs website) is sunny 360 days a year. Hell yeah. I can get behind that. We are staying here, which looks terribly swanky and I feel like I need to get a cigarette holder and some cat eye sunglasses for when I am lounging by the pool. I might need some of those high heeled feather slippers too. I imagine my photos will be a lot of pictures of the sun and palm trees. As is my way.
Not related to any of this but holy crap, my fingers are a mess. I used to bite my nails and I finally stopped a few years ago but when I get hangnails and so forth, I still chew on them. I know, gross. So then they heal and become hard and cracked and it all starts again. Alex and I say it is like a chronic kind of self mutilating. Charming! I keep applying lotion and using my clippers on the worst parts but today my pointer finger is shot to hell and it is hard to type. That's also my trigger finger so it will make it super difficult when I have to rob that bank later.
Lastly, I bought myself an iPod touch with my tax refund money. I like it fine except I have only been able to get on the Internet via the Wifi in my house. You know, my house where I also HAVE A LAPTOP. So this is kind of annoying. I go out other places and have all these (faux) bars of Internet service but then it just keeps searching and searching, never able to connect (meaningful?). I am not sure what this is about except my 13 year old technology guru, Ellery, said he has the same problem. What the foo, iPod?? So, now it is just a fancy iPod with less songs on it that I can get online with in my own house. Super?!I have sent a couple emails from it (you know, while sitting on my couch) and the signature says "Sent from my iPod" which makes me picture myself INSIDE the iPod sending messages. HELP ME I AM TRAPPED IN MY iPOD! And this makes me laugh.
The end.
