The coolest breeze i’ve felt in months is flirting with me through all of my windows. Matt has disappeared to watch a taping of Politically Incorrect over at Penn. NSW gave me a cell phone for the week, and i’ve been playing with it all day. Maybe i should go into business….
[…] The week that i moved into my first apartment was also the only week i’ve ever owned a cell phone. Actually, it was on loan from Drexel as part of my employment as a peer leader. Only two and a half years later and all that i can remember is working long days in our tiny cloistered room in The Armory, after which i would take a short but exhilarating walk back to my new home. Short to the tune of seven blocks, but exhilarating because it carried me off of the Drexel campus map and onto poorly lit residential streets that were known to host such threats as maliciously drunk frat-boys and the very occasional mugger. […]