The Narrative of Kurt & Becky

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my pda sucks.

Not that my pda sucks in any way, it’s just less than convenient to type an entry on the little screen without an external keyboard (my birthday’s coming soon *cough cough* bluetooth left-handed *cough cough*).

Anyway, I’m confined to this prison of tiny soft-keyboard because the pavement is being re-done in the half-gated community that Becky lives in. So there isn’t a massive hysterical riot they are doing half of the community today and half tomorrow. Today is in front of Becky’s house. They started at 07:00 and closed the street to cars until tomorrow at the same time. As a result, all of the streets in the open half are ridiculously crowded with no place to park. Anticipating this, Becky left her car at the church (since we were over there for high school group) and I dropped her off as close to her house as I could. Anyway, my computer, with its full-size luxurious keyboard, is inside Becky’s house. I never went inside Becky’s house today. I’m at my house, on my bed, using my pda’s miniscule built-in software keyboard tapping away on virtual keys with my stylus.

So I suppose you want to hear about my day. Too bad. This is annoying and I’m tired. I’ll add to this entry tomorrow at work.
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