I never would have guessed, back in '92 I think it was, when I took part in my first 'conversation' over Surfnet, that a decade later I couldn't go a day without expressing myself through a keyboard anymore.
I used to write letters to people, page upon page of news. These days, they're lucky to get a hastily scribbled postcard from my holiday address -which reminds me, perhaps I will send in a few belated postcards in the Save Angel campaign- ...but mostly, unless they've got e-mail, they never hear from me. Oh well...at least I don't text.
Because for some reason, my mobile is still a mystery to me. It's got all the latest gadgets (except for the camera, more's the pity), but I hardly know how to use it to make calls. The games, the WAP, the ringtones, the radio...I couldn't care less about these options, and as for texting: I tried it a few times, but I found it far too cumbersome to try and decipher the messages I received back. And if, after a while, I had learned how to read messages purporting to be in English; the ones I got from people writing in what they claimed to be an abbreviated form of Dutch remained deeply puzzling to me. I suppose I could download a texting dictionary from somewhere, but I find it easier not to bother with the whole thing. Hey! It's a miracle I even remember to bring my mobile when I go anywhere. I never switch it on, but I do check my messages once every so often. Usually people telling me to call them back now, and 'now' being 3 days ago.
You want to catch my attention? Send me an e-mail. It works much better!