I am in a relationship with my i-Phone. Or was, at least. I know this only because it broke up with me today. I decided to listen to music out loud during the half marathon I was running, got a little too sweaty, and now the little guy is just dead to the world. No words can do this loss any justice. I feel like it just flipped me off with its little middle i-finger and told me to go i-f*ck myself. What do I do with all of these memories? We had so many apps together. And the holidays are coming up- who wants to be without their significant technological device during the holidays? I can’t sleep- because I have no alarm. I can’t eat- because I have no urbanspoon. I can’t even listen to my i-Tunes… it all reminds me of a love lost.
I’m going to give it a few days, and then I think I might just say screw it and go with the upgraded model. I know it’s not right, and I hope my old phone never sees us together on facebook or anything… but the 4G has Skype, and that is something that my old i-Phone could just never do for me. I’m trying to look on the bright side here. I’ll miss you- dear, sweet 3GS. But I’m really glad I thought to backup my photos before you left me high and dry. You may have taken my apps, but you can never take my iTunes library.
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