After nearly two years, it's nearing time for a new phone. But I'm having all this inner turmoil about what device to procure, currently leaning towards a BlackBerry since I'm not too gung ho enthused about the iPhone.
To me, BlackBerries seem like such a businessman device, and I certainly am no businessman. I went to AT&T's devices page and read reviews for the BlackBerry and read all these reviews by freakin' teenagers. The hell? Ugh.
I'm just lured because of the keyboard. I don't even text all that much (not popular enough). Do I even want to check my e-mail all the time? Not really. I don't like surfing the web on a phone, especially paying a lot of money for a fancier data plan. I'm torn because I don't really want to be in the Dark Ages but I'm not super techno-savvy either. Just give me a music player and I'm pleased.
Well, that's all my phone musings. I'll figure out this silly issue soon enough. I feel so primitive with my old flip phone. High-tech is not me.
4.10.2009
4.05.2009
Time to show this blog some love
Parker and I are both sick of winter, though it sounds like she has it worse than I do. Spring, where are you? And go away rain. I don't like you all that much.
Earlier today at the gym, I caught the latter part of "Womanizer" by Britney Spears, reminding me of how much I love this song. Britney's definitely one of my guilty pleasures, though I don't quite feel as ashamed as I should about this since she barely writes the music. So very catchy. I debated about buying a scratch-off instant lotto game but decided not to, not only because the machine was busted, but because I weighted the cost-to-benefit ratio and decided that caving and purchasing the Britney track would bring me more happiness that one minute of scratching off grey squares only to be let down but winning $0.
I'm tempted to blog about my experiences with dating in the city, but I dunno. In the meantime, here's a link to check out that is vaguely academical.
http://blogs.psychologytoday.com/blog/beautiful-minds/200808/being-in-the-friend-zone
Can you ever bounce out of the friend zone? Is there a time limit? Stupid friend zone!
This makes me cheer up:
Worth skimming and for the graphic at the top.
Okay, this post was all over the place.
Earlier today at the gym, I caught the latter part of "Womanizer" by Britney Spears, reminding me of how much I love this song. Britney's definitely one of my guilty pleasures, though I don't quite feel as ashamed as I should about this since she barely writes the music. So very catchy. I debated about buying a scratch-off instant lotto game but decided not to, not only because the machine was busted, but because I weighted the cost-to-benefit ratio and decided that caving and purchasing the Britney track would bring me more happiness that one minute of scratching off grey squares only to be let down but winning $0.
I'm tempted to blog about my experiences with dating in the city, but I dunno. In the meantime, here's a link to check out that is vaguely academical.
http://blogs.psychologytoday.com/blog/beautiful-minds/200808/being-in-the-friend-zone
Can you ever bounce out of the friend zone? Is there a time limit? Stupid friend zone!
This makes me cheer up:
In fact, the reality is that being in the friend zone is an honor: it means you are well-respected, have formed an emotional connection with that person, and are thought of as nice, considerate, and dependable. These are really valuable traits. And I really mean that.
Worth skimming and for the graphic at the top.
Okay, this post was all over the place.
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