I finally caught up with everyone else in the world and got a smartphone.
I'm not a Luddite or anything; it's just that I'm both cheap and reluctant to squander the remaining 3ish% of my time I don't spend staring some kind of screen tempted to stare at yet another screen. Alas, work email was the tipping point, and it's completely gross how quickly I've become dependent on this shiny temptress. I've written, what, three sentences here -- and stopped to play Temple Run about four times. Nothing else I own is as simultaneously crippling and empowering as this little smartbeast. Here's a free split EP title for some enterprising band: Fuck You/ What Did I Do Before You.