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“Hey, Sean!” It was Smirk, calling from Charlotte [1]. “Can you text message
me the IP (Internet Protocol) addresses we're using up here?”

“Um … ”

“Just the numbers, and just make a small ‘R’ next to the router addresses,”
said Smirk. “I know how painful sending a text message is.”

“Um … okay,” I said, and hung up.

Okay … down down down down down options … um … no option to send a text
message, okay, so back—XXXX wrong button … down down down down down, okay,
button underneath options—XXXX didn't want to call him, exit exit exit exit,
sigh.

Down down down down down details? Okay, options? I guess send message, so
down down down down select. Yes, text, so select. 6 4 … how do I … no no no!
Not “Oh”—I wanted ”64”. Grrrrr. Back back. Okay, how do I get out of T9 mode
[2] … # # # # # # # # # # # # I guess it's out of T9 mode by now. 6 4 … no,
not “mg” … grrr … 6 6 6 6 4 4 4 4 … okay, the dot … um … how about * 1 1 1 1
3 3 3 3 no, looks horrible. back back back 1 pause 1 1 1 1 3 3 3 3—

Oh, XXXX this!

Exit exit exit exit exit exit exit down down down down down call “Hey Smirk,
you got a paper and pencil?”

[1] gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2007/06/05.1
[2] http://www.t9.com/

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