ZIKALICIOUS

Which are you? The one who has a variety of useless watches that are now makeshift bracelets or the one who would dutifully take them for repairs when the battery is flat. If you ask where I belong, I'd say with those who have turned their wristwatches into some sort of 'Wrist ornament'. I don't even own a clock, the time doesn't even read correctly in my car!  The only accurate time would be the one found on my phone - that's it!  Is there something wrong with us? Why is it that almost everyone tells time using their phones, is technology the problem? I remember those good old days... way before mobile phones and way before the computers, when our wristwatches/clocks were the only alternatives, if you didn't have one, you were screwed!  I had a wall clock, I panicked if something ever happened to it... it was like living in another reality; where you were stuck in your world and the rest of humanity were in another, you felt completely cut off m

That was the question I was asked today...The evening was going quite well for me until it went from "This has gotta be the best night ever" to "Oh no he didn't!". My facial expression changed in that instant from a smile to outrage: it became glaring that this question was off-limits. I moved around uneasily in my seat; I began thinking about how best to address the situation without coming off as the 'Crazy b***h!'  Peter was a good friend, and oftentimes we would discuss random topics of interest and argue endlessly- they were resolved amicably each time but this one wasn't one of those.  I honestly don't know how we went from discussing random things to, "So, do you mind sharing how many people you have had sexual encounters with?" I was in shock for a few seconds, If I had been drinking at the time I would have choked on it and spat it out in shock! Why was this piece of information important, why would anyone want to know the numb