It seems like just yesterday we met. Me and my Blackberry. Well, BB is being put to rest. Keeping my BB close to the heart, I had her in my shirt pocket, just above the heart, when I was picking up the lotion, which had just fallen on the floor, thus sending BB sliding out the pocket and submerged into the back of the toilet.
But there’s no crying over spilled milk. I’m going to give it a couple of days to see if BB dries out and can be resuscitated. If not, perhaps I’ll upgrade. Either-or, I’ll be without a phone for a while. No worries. I don’t have a house phone so if anyone needs to find me, you’re going to have to either email me or hit me on Facebook.
And if we’re friends [even if we're not] send me your 411. I kept my address book in the BB as well so I don’t have addresses anymore either. Do you know how long it took me to enter in everyone’s 411?
