Your first family is your blood family and you always be true to that. That means something. But there’s another family and that’s the kind you go out and find. Maybe even by accident sometimes. And they’re as much blood as your first family. Maybe more so, because they don’t have to look out for you and they don’t have to love you. They choose to.
If one more person asks me “when the iPhone 5 is coming out” I am going to scream like a banshee. Punch them in the face. And walk away.
A blind man informed me today that Siri was his girlfriend. It was the most adorable and saddest thing i’ve ever heard all at once.
I’m not sure I know what AirPlay is.
