Last night I slept badly. It was really stormy so I closed the windows which made my room unbearably hot.
I was also woken up by a loud bang at some point, it sounded like something had exploded or someone crashed their car into something.
My mother just called me to inform me she typed my name into a search engine.
I don't like that. That sort of stuff makes me feel "controlled".
Same as her constant phonecalls do. Which have increased by about 500% since I moved in on my own.
I don't know why she cannot see that I do.not.like talking on the phone.
My prefered ways of conversing are meeting some one to one (not in large groups), written conversation (but not text messges) and only then, way at the bottom, talking on the phone (except for with one or two exceptions).
If it wasn't for work-related things I wouldn't even *own* a phone.
3:14 p.m. - 2003-06-24
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