I learned I can tell a lot about my activites and state of mind over the past week or so based on my outgoing text messages, so here goes in order from least recent to most recent:
No fun here just laundry and school
Sounds good
Sounds good!
Yeah still at work when does show start?
Drunk. Sorry. Stupid
extra points for what we can glean about each other from the above.
I’m 45 years old. I don’t have a clue how to send a text message. I wouldn’t be quite sure how to even receive one. Then again I don’t like cell phones and only have one so my wife can call me to pick up groceries on the way home.
I’m employed in high-tech, so am not a troglodyte, but I just don’t get the “always on-line mentality.” I like to be left alone!
It does have its usefulness, (loud environments, like clubs). I think there’s great wisdom in avioding texting, at least until a widespread QWERTY format is available. I gave a friend poop today about his blackberry - in my profession it’s a tangible confirmation that one is now officially part of the problem. However, I give myself nine months till I have a blackberry parasite attached to my hip (dammit!!!). The running brain slug joke on Futurama is kinda bittersweet when I mentally replace the brain slug with a Blackberry.
…and after message 5, I had Verizon permanently block texting on my phone, since:
I had only received 1 legitimate text message in the prior year, and
I don’t see the point of texting except that it seems to be a way to charge people money so they can appear cool. In the time they could text (or less), they could call me and leave a proper voice message.
I don’t text. It takes me waay too long. I have a friend that’s a text fiend, though. She wanted an iPhone until she realized that the keyboard was different so she would have to learn a new keyboard before she could text and drive. :eek:
Hmmm. Here are the best ones from today. (four of the last five were a conversation about how my back hurts, and one was telling my ex to have fun on his date tonight. how boring, so you get a greatest hits).
Early enough to hit red square or somewhere after?
Japon, a restaurant I’ve had recommended a few times, I had an advertisment for Tarantula’s, thursday’s event, in my head I still want to check out Domo, I don’t remember what else. Vesta would be fun to try, too.
Pfft. No big thing. I meant to ask you last week. I have a magnet on my fridge with stuff/places that looks like fun with you.
Have fun. There’s an event that night that was going to invite you to. But now I won’t.
Grey. Slow, blank, uninteresting. Possibly also with a stripe of red tape. Yours?
D’oh! Just realised it was supposed to be outgoing messages. However, my outgoing ones aren’t what I’d be prepared to post online, in the interests of privacy. So I’ll leave you to ponder how on earth I got reply no. 5