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Friday, January 8   >>

DORP DORP

You know who's really annoying? The guy who can have a conversation about cell phones. Everybody knows this guy. "OH WHATCHA GOT THERE. ...OH A SAMSUNG FLIP PHONE? HAH, GET A LOAD OF FRED FLINSTONE HERE, GUYS..."

You know what's cooler than an iPhone and an Android? The ability to be liked everywhere you go.

I retired my last Blackberry because I couldn't afford the coverage plan anymore, so I switched back to a phone with buttons and the sole functionality of a phone. It's been about a year since the change. It's nice, but it doesn't get e-mail, so I think I'll go back to Blackberry now that I'm making a little bit* more money.

*A shitload more

But then I run the risk of looking like That Other Guy who has a Blackberry again. I got so much shit for having a Blackberry before that I forgot how much scrutiny I was under for owning one and getting excited over a really kick-ass e-mail. One time I got an invitation to an American Idol afterparty and I went, "Oh shit, I just got invited to an American Idol afterparty!" and then I realized what I had said aloud in public and I felt like I could've rocked an Ed Hardy shirt flawlessly.

This time I know better, though. Keep the e-mails to myself. I can contain my excitement. It's easy when you're around people who sincerely don't give a shit about your whereabouts or accomplishments. *CUE THIS SOUND*

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So tomorrow I, again, become The Greatest Boyfriend Ever. It's Part Deux of The Girlfriend's Christmas reward (gifts are for vagrants, rewards are for people who earn them). Something tells me she will freak out.

Why am I writing this?

Because I'm cool.
...and that's just what cool guys do.