Losing my virginity. Again. Again.

After years of fighting the good fight, and after having to endure the heartbreak of knowing love and then breaking up, this past Saturday, I gave in and gave it up. Again.

The beautiful Nokia 6265 phone that Kim McKenzie was so gracious to send me the Christmas of 2006 as a birthday present from her company, died a sudden death on Friday asimiliar to the blue screen of Windows. It had been acting up from a couple weeks back when I dropped on the ice like a badly attached wig hitting the dance floor at Amnesia (and getting stomped on by an unsuspecting Tuffcat that thought it was a rat - but that's another story). {Whatup Pow?}

Editors Note: 1) Don't call Kim for a free phone - it was a promotional thing lol. 2) Kim if you're out there, I need help... all the numbers from the New York trip (Slick Rick, Biz Markie, Melle Mel etc) are in the phone, not to mention other irreplaceable texts and digits. I need help.

I had sworn that no other would ever replace my Motorola 2 way (P935) for after all, what communications device could really talk to it? It had everything I needed. It was instant (at the time 3 minutes a message WAS instant), it had snazzy one colour green text, lighted buttons (for messaging in the club or in bed), and then there were the dope FA-BO-LO-US like ringtones that you could produce yourself if you had a diploma from Trebas. Du dudu du du. And the key - and I have yet to see anything replicate it with such accuracy - bluetooth included - was the ability to BEEM your info. And it made this cute sound that sounded like a high pitched suck. Shu-uck. You could even walk by a girl in the club and just beem her. Just hit her in the hip with your info. And we got to walk around saying that - just 2 way me. Or just hit me on the hip. We were ubber cool. [I wonder if we'll look back on the 2 way like the brick phone?]

Anyway, on Saturday, I bought a Blackberry... the world phone edition to be exact. I can't lie - it's kinda dope. It has a pretty shiny face (like some girls at the club), it's Bluetooth so I can talk loud in the bank through an earpiece that doesn't really work (and really impress that 61 year old and scare small children who think I'm crazy), I can access Fassbook, and I can send people my pin (like msn for Blackberries) or my contact (though not as easily as the 2 way) and umm, it has a cool pong like game. Yeah.

I really don't know what it does that has people in such awe. Oh yeah. I can get your email on the road while I'm trying to navigate the DVP, while spooning (if only), or in the middle of my dream. Supposedly. I say supposedly, as this has yet to happen properly. I've gotten selected emails redirected from a particular email address (google addresses seem to be coming through), yet not others. As I get it configured, I'll be sure to tell you how that goes.

And it even has a notification for the sender so that they KNOW I opened their email or text at 4:14am ("I know you got it - I have a read receipt right here - 4:14am to be exact. Why didn't you get back to me?").

Stay tuned as I decide if being more accessible (if 2 numbers and 4 email addresses weren't enough) is more desireable...

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p.s. Happy St. Patrick's Day... Video of the day:
House of Pain ~ Jump Around. Enjoy.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZZZADbubu0Y)