And just like that, whenever I look into the screen of my crusty three year old Nokia, with the model number I can’t even remember, I’m looking at a million bucks.
...one boring day in the future, you guys will log on and find this (if your mother remembers to give you her password), and you will discover what kind of crass, little piece of something your old man is. parenthood rocks...
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
The No-Cost Phone Upgrade
A couple of nights ago, while preparing to leave for the bus station for my ride to Baguio City, I transferred a nice photo of Marge happily shrieking at the camera last Christmas Eve.
And just like that, whenever I look into the screen of my crusty three year old Nokia, with the model number I can’t even remember, I’m looking at a million bucks.
And just like that, whenever I look into the screen of my crusty three year old Nokia, with the model number I can’t even remember, I’m looking at a million bucks.
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