Time for a change

I've just switched from AT&T to Helio. Over the phone. Swiftly. I could have done it on their webpage but the form required a Social Security Number, which I don't have. In lieu of the magic number I will be paying a deposit. A forced saving, that's how I see it. By Thursday I should be getting a shiny new Ocean phone. More importantly, by next week I should be enjoying a decent data plan. I hardly ever get to use my minutes on AT&T and I never use the Internet. I mostly text message but somehow I never pay less than $100 with 40ish bucks plan. With Helio I should be able to surf the web on the go. No need to open the laptop to google something. Happiness at last.

I am also planning big changes computerwise. The Ubuntu on a stick I got for myself for my birthday is a very cute gizmo indeed, but I haven't been able to use it with my MacBook. I've been reading just about everything that's out there on the subject and I am not very hopeful. I won't even bother trying it on my old iMac but I am bugging every person I know to lend me their old laptops and see if I can breath some new life into them. At work I might try with Wubi.

Mind you, I did not spend my whole weekend geeking (upon hearing my computer plans for the weekend my boss told me to get a life!). Saturday I chopped my hair off. By myself. I also colored it. And bleached chunks of it. I don't know what's with me and my hair but I can't leave it alone. After my self-styling I went over to a very hipstery party. Plenty of thick-rimmed Costello glasses, Vans and Chuck Taylors. Not to mention my manga-like hair. Music by obscure bands. One-of-a-kind messenger bags. Skinny jeans. Neuro scientists and conceptual artists. Blonde blue-eyed people who spoke fluent Chinese. Stories like the one about the daughter's boyfriend who has two mothers, a lesbian couple who had him with donor sperm. Delicious food. Talks about book and movies. For once I had seen a flick that I could mention to this sort of crowd: Teeth, the funny, campy, empowering vagina dentata story. I saw it a week ago, at an East Village movie theater, and loved it. I left the party at midnight and not because I did not want to stay. I was enjoying myself very much, the guests were interesting and the conversation was flowing. Unfortunately, I was falling asleep on my feet, with tears streaming down my face every time I yawned. That's how sleepy I was. I was and I am, ever since I arrived in Punta del Este. I blamed the weed. I guess it is just me.

Yesterday, movies again: Untraceable. Really just a TV movie, but enjoyable. And Diane Lane is gorgeous, as usual.

And now let's watch an episode of the Office ..