The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

6 April 2006

Why I still keep a dialup

The cable over here is deader than Francisco Franco, and with fewer notifications, too.

I assume it has something to do with these 50-mph winds that nearly blew me off my feet in front of a gas pump this afternoon. (Gotta be the wind; the price increase since yesterday was four cents, which is off-putting but generally not the sort of thing which induces vertigo.)

Maybe I should just go stand outside and let myself be sandblasted. Exfoliation is such a bore.

Posted at 7:49 PM to General Disinterest