This morning I got me a new Nokia, 3120, silver, bells and whistles and GPRS. But it only had Spanish manual. On the next thought, who the fuck needs a manual?
Sometimes I like myself. It happens rarely but at those moments I see myself as tough and wise. Mostly these are times when I have had few drinks. Aprat from that the picture in my head about myself is quite miserable. But I am now a proud owner of teh coolest nokia with wireless internet and what not.