June 3, 2008

UPDATE: My phone returns!

So, here’s the scoop.

On Friday night, I was wearing slippery pants, and my phone came a’tumbling out in a cab we were taking back to the apartment. I caught this error and returned it to my pants. Sadly, it ejected itself instantly back, and by the time I noticed the cab was skittering down 3rd Ave.

I thought all was lost, and made a post about it.

Saturday and Sunday were actually kind of cool. I realized that the phone is nothing more than just another social network. I have friends I like who never get invited to my parties because they don’t have Facebook accounts. This kind of stuff just happens. The phone is just a really old Facebook that costs a lot more per month. It was nice walking about and enjoying the beautiful day, not a buzz or a jitter or interruption. Not even the weight of cold razr steel in my pocket. I kind of liked the idea of going without a phone Apple drops the new iPhone.

Then, on Sunday, Marissa started getting calls - (her ringer sucks so she missed them). My mom rang her later and explained to me that some girl named Stephanie had found my phone, and gave me her number. I called her up and discovered she had bumped into the ol’ Verizony slut at a bar on 9th and B! WTF, my phone had some kind of crazy adventure without me!

I retrieved it several hours later.

It’s nice to have back … I really need to cancel the fuck out of Twitter though.

So, feel free to call me again.