unsurprisingly, the whiny masses got their way. good ol' uncle steve caved, and is giving me a $100 gift certificate as an i'm-sorry-you-bought-your-iphone-so-early present. boy does his pr department write good letters. i'm not the least bit bitter, actually. in the three months i've had my iphone, it's allowed me to do dozens of things that would otherwise be impossible, slower, or a pain in the ass, wherever i damn well please. that includes doing work from the back seat of a rental car somewhere in the midwest, checking on the sox from somewhere else, juggling phone calls and voicemails from the office, finding suz coffee and donuts west of st. louis, giving a guy in raleigh directions even though i had no idea where the hell i was, taking dozens of pictures of prototypes and random crap, ditching the laptop, surviving in an apartment that doesn't have cable...
on that last point. comcast blows. it's bad enough that rcn wasn't available and we're now paying $15 more per month for slower connections and fewer channels, but yesterday they stood me up for an installation appointment, claiming their voicemail droid had told me it'd been rescheduled. a: fuck you for rescheduling it. b: have your jawas take a look at your voicemail bot. between the fact that i work a job that bills out my time, and the fact that i work goddamn long hours, i kinda begrudge them that four hours. kinda a lot. my time is valuable to me. more so when i think of how i could be wasting it in front of bad tv right now.
so yeah, jessica and i moved to a new place. the old place was awesome in its way, but i like to think of it as a bold experiment that just didn't work quite as planned, kinda symbolic of the past year, now that i think of it. i am not sad to leave. this is a time for starting anew, notwithstanding the typical connotations autumn has.
and it's really the best time of the year, and each and every year i remind myself to savor every time i walk out the door and find it bracingly cool, every time i wake up at 3 in the morning and roll back under warm blankets, every time the sun just looks a little less intimidating outside. but every year i look up and find that it's already december.
i get to play soccer a week from tonight.