i succumbed to modern technological trendy bastardism and got a cell phone. i think i arrived at the cellular party fashionably late enough. now i can audioblog from the club, from some stranger's bedroom, and eventually from jail. i thought about getting the camera flip-phone but i wouldn't go a month without breaking it. the one i bought looks like i could drop it at least a couple of times, which is likely considering my predilection for all the drunk-dialing.
who doesn't like the drunk-dialing?
speaking of which, the case awaits.