I surrender to this tragic mess

approximately a year ago I entered the 1990s and got a cell phone. shortly thereafter, I received my first text message, which I didn't even know I could do on my phone (no one ever accused me of being a tech-whore). imitation being flattery and all that, in the style of one of my fave weblogs I present to you text messages saved in my phone over the past year:

out sick. Beach!

what you should expect after a vegan christmas: a fridge full of salad greens and tofu

on the bright side, my eco-footprint is significantly lower now that I don't have electricity

you're a fatty. love that joker!

same to both of u, respectively. With pudding.

either i'm really super tired or i have a concussion

))<>((

so excited to see you I just wet myself.

drinkin tequila. you?

dismissed from jury duty. sweet.

I'll be your brown body radiation.