Texting simply because I loathe talking on the phone. Seriously. I can't even call for pizza without stammering. I think I could count the times I've talked to A. on the phone on both hands. Every time I call I end up stumbling over my words and constantly losing my train of thought.
Oddly enough, the very first time we did a video call it felt completely natural.
Next time I buy a cellphone I'm going for one with a full QWERTY keypad.
Ahoy me hearties, the call of the sea be strong! Seein' as it's Speak Like a Pirate Day, let's have all ye landlubbers, scallywags and sprogs tell us in a buccaneer's tongue who yer first mate be, and what sort of booty yer willin' to walk the plank for. Savvy?
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