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Scylla (![[info]](http://www.journalfen.net/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} bardicsidhe) wrote,@ 2008-02-01 19:33:00 |
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New Phone
Written at noon, mailed to myself, then posted. I think I write my posts at noon because I tend to be in a better mood.
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My brand-spankin'-new phone came yesterday! I'm dead certain it's male, but I don't know what to call him. Halp? My old phone's name was "Rufus," chosen in a moment of spontaneous inspiration. My car's name is "Mickey," (Hey Mickey you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind) and after all the careful deliberation, the watching and waiting, the hitting-and-missing, and the seemingly endless lusting, my laptop was christened "Eleanor." What? Who's Eleanor?She's Memphis's unicorn! You need to watch Gone in 60 Seconds, STAT. I also have a stuffed tiger named "Tarik" and sundry other stuffies who have no names other than the ones Ty gave them. And a giant white horse named "Roland."
SO. PHONE.
New phone is a MotoKRZR, narrow, sleek and stylin', and metallic cherry red exactly like the color of a red glass Christmas ball. Buff silver around the edges and I like to pet his butt. ...No, seriously. The back cover of this thing has a finish on it like metal suede. I don't know how they did it but if Tristan had one, he'd be touching it all the time. Like... inappropriate touching. Like the kind they might fine him for in a public place.
*clears throat*
It plays music, though I have to go back to the Verizon store and convince them that no, I really do need that USB cable that I originally went in to get when they sold me an eighty dollar memory card instead assuring me it was all I needed, which does jack shit for me right now because the phone has to SYNC WITH WMP LIKE I READ IN THE INSTRUCTIONS DON'T YOU PEOPLE READ YOUR OWN DAMN LITERATURE?!1!?{
...*gasps*
*clears throat, straightens collar*
Right. Back to the phone. Name. I need a name, and unfortunately I can't be calling it anything Yu-Gi-Oh related because I'd never be able to keep that shit straight. Look at Tristan! He's certainly not straight! And after I established that my old phone, my old car "Gunny" (Gundam Deathscythe - it was a black Mazda 626. Don't look at me like that. I never killed anyone with it and I never stole anyone else's parts) and my current car Mickey were all gay (Mickey in specific has a tendency to 'pick up' trucks no matter where I go... last night he hooked up with a Ford 4x4 AND a Denali in the Hy-Vee parking lot), I'd like to give this one a sporting chance to pick his own sexuality.
Though judging from the way Tristan keeps wanting to molest him...
Written at noon, mailed to myself, then posted. I think I write my posts at noon because I tend to be in a better mood.
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My brand-spankin'-new phone came yesterday! I'm dead certain it's male, but I don't know what to call him. Halp? My old phone's name was "Rufus," chosen in a moment of spontaneous inspiration. My car's name is "Mickey," (Hey Mickey you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind) and after all the careful deliberation, the watching and waiting, the hitting-and-missing, and the seemingly endless lusting, my laptop was christened "Eleanor." What? Who's Eleanor?
SO. PHONE.
New phone is a MotoKRZR, narrow, sleek and stylin', and metallic cherry red exactly like the color of a red glass Christmas ball. Buff silver around the edges and I like to pet his butt. ...No, seriously. The back cover of this thing has a finish on it like metal suede. I don't know how they did it but if Tristan had one, he'd be touching it all the time. Like... inappropriate touching. Like the kind they might fine him for in a public place.
*clears throat*
It plays music, though I have to go back to the Verizon store and convince them that no, I really do need that USB cable that I originally went in to get when they sold me an eighty dollar memory card instead assuring me it was all I needed, which does jack shit for me right now because the phone has to SYNC WITH WMP LIKE I READ IN THE INSTRUCTIONS DON'T YOU PEOPLE READ YOUR OWN DAMN LITERATURE?!1!?{
...*gasps*
*clears throat, straightens collar*
Right. Back to the phone. Name. I need a name, and unfortunately I can't be calling it anything Yu-Gi-Oh related because I'd never be able to keep that shit straight. Look at Tristan! He's certainly not straight! And after I established that my old phone, my old car "Gunny" (Gundam Deathscythe - it was a black Mazda 626. Don't look at me like that. I never killed anyone with it and I never stole anyone else's parts) and my current car Mickey were all gay (Mickey in specific has a tendency to 'pick up' trucks no matter where I go... last night he hooked up with a Ford 4x4 AND a Denali in the Hy-Vee parking lot), I'd like to give this one a sporting chance to pick his own sexuality.
Though judging from the way Tristan keeps wanting to molest him...
