I can't even figure out IM.
And I am a Computer Professional.
Well, ok, not really. I'm very specialized.
One thing I love about the Noah & Grace pix is how one or the other of them looks highly dubious of their sib in most of the shots of the two of them. It's classic siblingism.
That's so weird. I think my phone fear is greater than all y'alls phone fear, because I don't text because it's ON MY PHONE. I mean, I have a phone, but I don't give anyone its number because then they might CALL ME! And sometimes they do, but I DON'T ANSWER!
Except my mom. I talk on the phone to my mom all the time.
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Possibly this is a problem.
Motherfucking GIANT FLYING ROACHES goddamn warm weather fucking south with its GIANT FUCKING BUGS
Dana, honey, you live in Houston. Home of the Motherfuckinghugegoddamnfuckingflying roaches.
I know, I lived in the land of all that minus flying. Manhole covers used to scatter alarmingly at dusk in my river valley.
And I screeched and ran.
I'm just glad jerusalem crickets can't fly.
There was a large dead roach in my work bathroom all afternoon. Better than a large live roach, I guess!
Also, I got a phone call today from a number I didn't recognize, so I didn't answer, and the person didn't leave a message. So of course I googled the number, and found it was a friend of mine calling from work! Luckily, she just sent me an email.
My mother hates the phone too, this is one of the reasons I love Mom. She also hates the computer, but her DH reads my emails to her and types her responses. He's a doll. MIL loves the phone and will say to me a dozen times in the conversation, "oh, I know you don't like the phone," but does she hang up, no.
I love talking on the phone. And I would love texting if I was better at it. I think I need a phone with a qwerty keyboard. I'm so slow at it, it's simply annoying otherwise.
I feel your big ugly bug pain, Dana. I would run screaming when I first moved here. 28 years later I just kill 'em dead with whatever is handy.