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I realized I haven't posted a decent picture of myself since, well, ever. So here's one to give you all an idea.
Sorry about the bandwidth, Flickr. I'll upload it soon enough. I call this photo the Skinny Nerdy White Boy with a Treo Camera.
P.S. (Yes. The word count in the subject counts every word in the post and the title. Abbreviated and contracted words count as two. The HTML and punctuation do not count. Numbers do.)
So, I was considering Sling Mobile, but I realized that my Treo 650 doesn't support WiFi or 3G. It's an excellent organizer, and email/web/media device/phone, but the data is pretty slow (45kbps down, tops). I've been thinking, maybe I could save up for an HTC phone for when I need data, and use my Treo when I need something else. Anybody have any comments? I need 802.11g or faster, so the Palm WiFi card and the Enfora WiFi sled are out. Maybe I just need to buy a new phone and use 2 phones depending on what I need.
No, I don't have a girlfriend. But not for the same reasons other guys at my school don't have girlfriends. A teen relationship is about as fruitless and inane is getting up, driving 8 miles to a gas station, buying one gallon of gas, and driving back home. You get together, maybe go to a movie, hold hands for a few minutes, if you're lucky, maybe get a kiss on the cheek or something. But the fact that, when under 20 and getting in a relationship, you are almost inevitably agreeing to a period of depression when you break up. I mean, let's face it, we're 13, we're not getting married, and the fact that I could be together, and doing mainly nothing with, a clique-obsessed teenage girl whose main thoughts have to do with clothes and how they are going to just barely pass that remedial math exam on Monday (average grade count at my school should be somewhere around 65/100) means absolutely nothing to me, presented with the form of non-verbal contract that IS pasty white teen love, stating that you agree by "dating", and by dating I mean, basically, calling and/or IMing every few days, this individual, you accept this decree of unnecessary depression bound to set in a few weeks from now. Hey. average teenage boy, might want to reconsider that "date" on Friday, eh? (Oh right, average teenage boy. I forgot, he can't read 6-letter words.)