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Jul. 5th, 2005 09:15 amOk, being in this universe, in this time, it's like being stuck in a smegging museum of ancient history. I wandered out into London last night, took a little stroll, just to kinda clear my head, and I saw a guy talking on a cel phone.
Where I come from, cel phones have been obsolete for over a century. What possible use are they when your computer can instantly transmit both sound and picture? None of this "can you hear me now?" crap.
So naturally I went out and bought a cel phone right away. I feel like I'm churning butter by candle light.
Anyway, the other part of my re-integration into polite society is to get myself a credit rating and a job, not necessarily in that order. And some new clothes. My JMC uniform sticks out like a sore thumb here. Some snot nosed little Chav called me Admiral the other day. Don't fret, I didn't give him the pounding he so richly deserved.
I'm off. I'm going to go give the ladies garment economy a shot in the arm. Don't wait up.
Where I come from, cel phones have been obsolete for over a century. What possible use are they when your computer can instantly transmit both sound and picture? None of this "can you hear me now?" crap.
So naturally I went out and bought a cel phone right away. I feel like I'm churning butter by candle light.
Anyway, the other part of my re-integration into polite society is to get myself a credit rating and a job, not necessarily in that order. And some new clothes. My JMC uniform sticks out like a sore thumb here. Some snot nosed little Chav called me Admiral the other day. Don't fret, I didn't give him the pounding he so richly deserved.
I'm off. I'm going to go give the ladies garment economy a shot in the arm. Don't wait up.
