Luddite. It's not fun but you've got to come join us in this century. Doesn't really make my life that much better but easier certainly.
You can feel it. I'll believe it when you slap my chest with a complete piece of work, then. Proper hard cover, your name in glorious, sweeping letters or something bold enough. Then I'll believe it.
...definitely not an Andrea but definitely a Cassandra. Do we need to buy you some sticky notes, cousin? For that spectacular memory of yours? And yes, she's my roommate. She's a tidy, good girl. And one day I'll have to tell you she's my sister. One day.