When I went to the mall this afternoon to upgrade my cellphone, I thought that my dad and I would do what we’ve done every time before, and I would just get whatever free option they had. But that’s not how things went down. Instead, I ended up getting an iPhone after being talked into it by my father.
Mostly, this means that I will now spend all of my time looking up strange things on Wikipedia and sending my mother pictures of the cats when she gets stressed out.
But for tonight, let’s enjoy a picture of Pushkin hiding underneath the Christmas tree and a blog post haltingly typed out on my shiny new toy.