I felt really "adult" last night when I went to the Walter Rane opening at the SMA. I ran into someone I work with and we talked about emails. I apologized for not getting back to her yet all the while waving my little smart phone around. And then I did all sorts of social networking. You know, meeting several artists and all that jazz.
Does this mean I'm a grown up?
I sure don't feel like it.
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