I see that ...wft is an understatement. On the one hand its more than a little creepy, on the other maybe its just someone whose lonely--naw, its the first. That's definitely crossing more than a few boundaries. Tell you what though, I'll give you my cell number for yours--oh, wait, I don't have a cell phone! Whelp, there goes that (cheap attempt at humour?). Honestly, though, I'm still using a land line--heck, I might not even have a 'puter if SSU hadn't required one, or had my thesis not gotten so big that I needed something better than my trusty old electric typewriter (which, grudgingly, replaced my old manual Underwood). I'm old school, or maybe I'm so deep into being the black sheep of the family (both of my grandpas worked in tech--one for Lawrence Livermore, the other was a manager at IBM). I actually still do long division rather than use a calculator half the time (the other half I admit I'm lazy & used that gadget). There the thing is that I'm bad at math, so I face it head on and do it just to prove I still can (take that decimal point! Curses, multiplied again ...aaargghhh!). There, a better attempt at levity (I hope). The other thing, I'd either ignore or take out laranger's hammer and do you know what. Sorry about that.
