"y helo thar"
Jan. 7th, 2007 11:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
psipsyLatest from the Department of Interior Gadgetry: New cellphone, the only phone they offered that didn't have a built-in camera, and I wanted something I could take into work where cameras are a big no-no. It also meant a change of calling plan, and for the better, I now have oodles more minutes for about the same as what I was paying before. This had been planned on for quite some time. I also now have the capability to use AIM on my phone, but that's not likely to be used much.
Yesterday I found 1:87 scale models of an '81 Ford Escort and a '74 AMC Gremlin. The Gremlin is the more notable one, as my dad used to own one, complete with the in-dash 8-track tape player. He wasn't allowed to go car-shopping alone after he brought that home, and he didn't have it for long either. By the way, is it just me or does the Nissan Murano resemble a hopped-up 4-door Gremlin?
I feel strangely yet intentionally disassociated with much in my life, like an errant helium balloon leaving the hand of a child just careless enough to enable the escape. Floating around randomly and discovering paths that could be, paths that never were, paths that shouldn't be. Days and nights blend into each other like a chronological stew, going on like this for weeks and possibly months at a time.
Lunch sounds like a good idea and will be implemented immediately. A week-long road trip also sounds like a good idea, but that will have to wait for a better time of the year, and available vacation time.
Yesterday I found 1:87 scale models of an '81 Ford Escort and a '74 AMC Gremlin. The Gremlin is the more notable one, as my dad used to own one, complete with the in-dash 8-track tape player. He wasn't allowed to go car-shopping alone after he brought that home, and he didn't have it for long either. By the way, is it just me or does the Nissan Murano resemble a hopped-up 4-door Gremlin?
I feel strangely yet intentionally disassociated with much in my life, like an errant helium balloon leaving the hand of a child just careless enough to enable the escape. Floating around randomly and discovering paths that could be, paths that never were, paths that shouldn't be. Days and nights blend into each other like a chronological stew, going on like this for weeks and possibly months at a time.
Lunch sounds like a good idea and will be implemented immediately. A week-long road trip also sounds like a good idea, but that will have to wait for a better time of the year, and available vacation time.
