All right. This may come as a surprise to many (if not all) of you, so you may want to sit down.
Are you ready?
Today, I got a cell phone. It's crazy, I know, but I haven't had the need for one in a very long time. So long, in fact, that the idea of being permanently accessible makes me nervous and uncomfortable. Two weekends ago, Marc and I were out doing different things and realized that we had no way to get in contact with each other. After our laughter subsided, we came to the conclusion that I needed to get my a-double-ess in gear and start sussing out some phones. Now, Marc has one from his work, so really, we decided that I needed a phone.
I did my diligent-forum-website-search, read questions and their answers, reviews from techies, and then looked for the best plan. Due to an extremely helpful worker who broke it all down for me and I ended up with an iPhone. Not the new one, but one of the 3GS's. The monthly bill is super manageable because, despite my limbo-student-status, I still have an active student number and therefore qualified for a sweet plan that is way less than I ever thought it could be. The worker was just hilarious and spent a very long time with me picking out 'the perfect phone number' (at least 5 minutes), setting the whole thing up, throwing in a ballin' protective case for free and I've been playing with it since.
I must say; the iPhone is amazing. I've read other people's blog posts about the amazing-ness that is the iPhone, but I don't really know enough about it to go into details. What I do know, though, is I feel more connected to the world than I did this morning, sans la cell. How strange that I was able to have a quick chat with a friend who lives 1500 kms away, almost instantly via text (the last time I had a cell, texting didn't exist. Yeah, you read that right. Texting did not exist).
When Facebook first came out, I was sure that I'd never, in one million trillion years, sign up. After a few years though, I found that I was perpetually the last person to find out about everything and.it.sucked. People stopped emailing pictures and would, instead, post them on The Social Network (please be as good as they say. please.please.please) so I never got to see any of them. Finally, I broke down and after setting my security settings to levels that make me almost impossible to find, I've been happily interfacing with (approved) buddies.
This is how I feel about texting and I'm beyond excited to be a part of my working-outside-the-house-for-money friends coffee/smoke/freakout breaks. The bad news is that it's now 3:35 and I've.done.nothing. I was planning on making a great supper that required a ham to marinate for at least four hours, but that didn't even almost happen. There's a 40 - 60% chance that I'm going to be utterly useless for the next 24 - 48 hours...
Oh.Em.Gee. I just figured out how to write posts via the phone...(if this phone were a real person, I'd be dry-humping its leg...yeah...I said it and I mean it).