Happy New Year everyone. ..Or is it Happy New Years? Which one is it? I guess we’ll never know. Seeing how its a new year what better time than now to get a new phone. What better way to celebrate than writing an unnecessary blog about it. Enjoy.
I’m so excited to finally do all the things I could only dream of doing on my old phone. Things like make and receive phone calls, texts. Take photos. Surf the World Wide Web. Play aps. OMG, there is this game called Angry Birds, its about angry birds. Have any of you heard of this? Besides Alec Baldwin, does anyone still play Words with Friends? or did I miss out. No one plays that nerd. Not even William Baldwin, and hes done nothing since Fair Game. My only concern is I’ll become addicted to Instagram…and free mobile porn.
I’m finally in with the cool kids! I don’t want to blow this. No more Saturday nights in alone.
Its a Galaxy III. Its Korean ( I feel so European) I’ve come to the realization I’ll never own any Apple product. Always a bridesmaid.
For far too long I was stuck in a bad relationship with my old phone. Everyone said I should have dumped it years ago. We were going nowhere fast.
I had an INQ. Don’t ask. So much Drama. Ugh. Ya ,I’m the only person I’ve ever met to not only have owned one but heard of it. I think its a beginners phone for British children aged 9-11. It was a gift! More like a curse.
Now I’m free. Now I’m living. We actually do things. Like spontaneous road trips up north and stay in cozy little bed and breakfasts. Not just sitting on the couch. We go out for brunch on weekends. Not Mcdonalds. It even surprised me with a surprise trip to New York where we flew down on Porter. Skated in Central Park. It was so romantic.
We don’t just talk about doing things we actually do them.
Remember when we talked about going to Paris. Well we’re doing it. This summer.
I’m not foolish enough to think that its always going to be this exciting or carefree all the time. Or that the sex is always going to be this good or as frequent but for right now I’m happy. That’s all that matters. All my friends love it!
When I look back at the last 2 and half years, I mean it wasn’t all bad. We did have some great times. Some great laughs.
Remember that time we went on that double date with those two French chicks and we both showed up wearing the same shirt and they couldn’t tell us apart?
That time we stayed up all night watching Lost. Man we were soo high. That was great blow.
Or that time we “accidentally” killed that prostitute in Cabo. Making sure to remove any and all distinguishing marks like tattoos or piercings. bash out her teeth, cut off all fingers and toes etc. Then dump the body in the Sea of Cortez. Waiting for the sharks to come and feed. I still feel bad about having to kill that man and his two buddies who drove us out there. Do you drive boats? What do you call that? Steered?
I wonder where you are now. What you’re doing. Seeing anyone new?Are you randomly turning off for no reason? Are you happy? Oh wait, you’re right here….. So you heard all that ?
Awkward
