I'm back in the college town after a sojourn in the tourist trap, and life is dull. Nice, but dull.
Paul: "I've been playing Metal Gear for almost two days."Me: "It has been two days. 42 hours is two days."Paul: "What? No, two days is 48."Me: "No it's.. it is 48. What's 42? Why did I think 42?"Paul: "I don't kn--"Me: "Oh wait, 42 is the answer to the Universe. Nevermind."Paul: *stares quizzically*
Days consist of clawing my way toward employment, evenings I hang out with Paul. As he plays Metal Gear Online, I surf the internet. Or we read. It's like we're already a stodgy geriatric couple. A technologically adept geriatric couple.
3 comments:
Employment? Interesting concept.
Hee Hee I think you should find a job where you have to sit in front of a computer all the time, preferably during the hours when I am also sitting in front of a computer...
I really should read the book(s)! I reference that 42 is the answer to everything, but have yet to fully understand why.
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