Thursday, September 23, 2004

Misdirected violence

I have this nasty habit of beating up my alarm clock in the middle of the night when I wake up to the sound of my cell phone ringing.
I could put partial blame on the annoyingly metalic quality of my cell-phone ring; it sounds like neither a phone ring, nor a soothing melody. I could also blame myself entirely for keeping the ringer volume on when I go to sleep, "just in case there's an emergency."
But what I've decided to do is thank God for the hardiness of my alarm clock, and practice my energetically awake-sounding "Hello?" for the moment at which I realize my phone is ringing.
(sorry, sis, if I was incoherent last night--I might have been trying too hard!)

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