Is it too early for end of summer cleaning? We are in the ‘dog days of summer’ so I think now is a good time to start cleaning in order to prepare for the autumnal equinox. It’s kind of nice to bag and throw away things that have collected over the year(s), kind of like when you break up with someone and do that whole cleansing process: throw out old photos, erase phone numbers, start looking at the time wasted, er, i mean spent together differently, and so on and so forth. The whole ridding them and moving on process. During my summer cleaning I came across a shoebox full of old notes from different girlfriends, some photo booth pictures, concert tickets, and some patches. Then I found my old phone. The shoebox was like a time capsule, something from a time where there were no iPhones, no text messaging, no apps (well, app just meant mozzarella sticks), no Bluetooth, and generally over half of the population was not bound to some electronic device. People seemed a lot more free back then. If you were hanging out with friends everyone was just hanging out, not sitting in a circle checking their electronic device every 10 minutes. MTV even made and episode of True Life about people with cell phones titled True Life: I Have Digital Drama. Digital drama? Better title would be True Life: I Date An Insecure Dipshit or True Life: I Don’t Know Where The Off Button On This Thing Is! Anyway, yes the time before texts. Granted, I text people but having a conversation via text messaging is probably one of the most annoying and dumbest things you can do. I can even remember instances where I receive a text, reply, receive another text, reply, receive yet another text so then I call the girl, call goes to voice mail, hang up, go into the kitchen, come back to the couch, and I have a text waiting from the girl, yeah, the girl I just called. Completely ridiculous. So I was led to believe she can only communicate through texts or some kind of electronic medium (she was also a big gcahtter), which then led me to believe that she had the mental capacitive of a teenager which again was weird considering she was year older than me. Yeah, it was kind of creepy, wasn’t the creepiest thing about her but creepy none the less.
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InBox:Thanks for inviting me 😉 Sent:Huh? I thought you were in NYC this weekend and told people you were visiting your sister? Why would I invite you?
Sent:I can think of better things to be doing right nowInBox:Like doing me??Sent:Yeah, that would be better. Not what I was thinking at all but yeah, alright. Did you just sext message me?
