Phone Whore Extraordinaire.

So I caved and bought myself yet another cell-phone. Seriously fuck my razr. I had that phone for about a year and a half. And near the end, the poor thing just wasn't performing. For such a hype, that phone was kind of lame. So I just added yet another dead phone to my collection. I am such a cell phone whore. I even paid extra to get an upgrade much sooner.

So I now say, fuck Motorola. I now own the white Samsung D807 slider phone. It's small and pretty. And best of all, it's not a Motorola. We'll see how loyal this phone will be. Hopefully I won't have any problems. So far, so good.

Speaking of cellphones, I need to pay my T-Mobile bill. It's early, but oh well. I need to do it, while it's on my mind, or I'll forget.

I'm back.

Rowan and I were hanging out last night. Suddenly midnight comes along and we decide to walk to Kroger's. Which is about a mile away. Midnight strolls to the grocery store are rather fun, until you've realized you needed milk. No one's really on the roads that late anyway, so we really enjoyed our peaceful rants on random things. It's actually rather relaxing, and good exercise at that. And honestly, it's really not all that dangerous. Well you must watch a few of those crazy drivers...

So I decided that American Idol does truly suck this season. I don't care how good Melinda or Lakisha are. I just can't make myself watch it. I did watch for Gwen Stefani the night she performed, but soon turned the channel after she was through performing. I just can't take the horridness.

Thanks to CC I'm back to watching The Osbourne's. I splurged and bought Seasons 1 through 2 1/2. And I really haven't stopped laughing. It's so amusing. Along with that purchase, I snagged a season of Hart to Hart, Janice Dickinson's Modeling Agency, From Here to Eternity, and Amy Winehouse's new CD. So I'm pretty much set for awhile.

Okay, so I'm getting bored. Looks like I might be heading to LA in like two months again. Score.