Christmas
Right now I'm thinking one of the reasons why I'm going to wait for quite some time before I acquire broadband is the fact that wanting to download HUEG files gets me out of the house.

Reckon I can afford broadband on par with the connection my parents have back in New Jersey since I was able to pay the dialup bill in addition to having satellite radio for ten months.

It's still nice to get out of the house and use broadband for free. Go ahead, objectivists. Call me a parasite.

Sometime between 2:45 MST and 2:57 MST on Christmas Eve the pentacle that I have been wearing for more than a decade came off its thread. I was taking my shower before heading over to the rabbit's place and washing my hair when I felt the cord catch on my fingers. This happens on occasion and I've gotten used to it over the years. Yet this time when I tried to extricate my hair and finger I felt it snap.

The pentacle is fine, it landed behind me and wasn't anywhere near the drain. It's kinda weird because I've worn it so long and gotten used to it popping out of my shirt or getting tangled up in my hair. Right now the pentacle is resting in the tiny White Castle coffee mug that raddidge bought on our 2006 New Jersey trip.

I'm reminded of how Ben, Katie and Sunny would act when Woo or I would remove their collars. All of a sudden they'd start wagging their tails like crazy and beg for the return of their collars. Woo and I would say they were naked and it was funny to us. I don't feel naked without my pentacle but I'm so used to feeling the threadbare cord, the pentacle itself, reaching behind my neck and finding the knot then pushing the pentacle in front of me or feeling it under my chin when I'm falling asleep.

Reckon I'll get around to finding a replacement cord and maybe I'll put it on again.

In the meantime I won't keep it on for the remainder of 2007.