Adrift no longer
Platonic shadows scatter
I exist again
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Oh yeah? Well I think the real question is when is a haiku not appropriate?
So, 16th century Japanese poetry aside, I’ve been given a mobile phone! Reassimilated back into the collective, my societal umbilical cord is firmly back in place. Big shout out to Maitresse (it’s the American way) for the handmedown. I was going to use lots of metaphors for passing on the baton, but that would be to admit to myself that she may really be giving up the game.
It might just be part of my naivety as a wet-behind-the-ears-aspirant, but it was pretty awesome to actually meet other bloggers for the first time. Having a tangible, responsive human being in front of you is a far cry from the passive, almost voyeuristic state which you can get into while trawling through their posts. Although this sur-reality was probably enhanced with the renditions of Grease showtunes (in full harmony) during the karaoke.
There are pictures to follow, but for now you’ll have to settle with the current centre of my universe
H is a 25 y/o New Zealand born ex-pat, pursuing a PhD in Artificial Intelligence at Imperial College in London
2 Comments
October 29, 2006 at 4:38 pm
you’re so welcome! I’m sorry it’s not very fancy– no caller ID, no camera function– and I won’t be mad if at some point you decide to upgrade. But since you were for all intents and purposes back at Rydell High without one, I had to bring you up to date
and oh, dear lord. next time remind me not to throw my head back when someone’s taking a picture.
thanks for a fun night!
October 29, 2006 at 10:25 pm
It was a great night! Videos are currently being compressed and distributed.
I was wondering about the caller ID. But as my mother’s always said, screening is the 8th deadly sin.