Apparently, I wasn't quite myself yesterday...

Wow, this post is going to be stimulating(((Nina says in Ben Stein's voice))). Yesterday while Christmas shopping I committed the ultimate sin. I bought myself a new phone. This makes no sense what so ever. I hate fucking cell phones. I originally bought mine for an emergency. By that I mean my engine blows in the desert while it's 122 degrees outside. It's not for notifying my valley girl friends that there is a huge purse sale at Macy's. Lately it seems that people are disrespecting my emergency only clause and calling me for every fucking reason under the sun. I swear one day I was driving in six lanes of gridlock and my mom called me to tell me her cat was splashing in her water dish. Yeah...this is a problem...

Anyway, with my increased cell phone usage I had noticed my old handset was becoming quite clunky. Not that I give that much of a shit because the fucking thing is for emergencies! So I was minding my own business making a mad rush to the Sanrio store (for my niece) and I got distracted. Rather this fairly good-looking guy full of confidence jumps out at me from this little kiosk and starts talking to me. I have to insert this even though it's off the topic. I hate people that do that. I know it's your job, but if I wanted to stop at your kiosk I would. I'm busy shopping for other things. Beat it! Leave me alone! I was all kinds of ready to tear this guy a new asshole when he says, "Do you know what your sweatshirt stands for?" I suppose I should say I was wearing a Gap sweatshirt. I looked at him puzzled, "What?" "It stands for Get A Phone from me." O.k., you made me chuckle. You have my attention. He proceeds to ask me the usual. I already use his service provider so he stops the hard sell. He looks up my account and sees that I can get a new cell phone for free. I'm intrigued, so I let him keep talking. He assures me nothing will change on my account. I look at the phone. It's all right. Actually, it has some cool features. It's kind of ugly, but it's lighter. Hmm...I call Michael to see what he thinks. As usual, Michael tells me to get whatever I want. I think he was shocked about it being a phone since I am so anti-cell. Needless to say the guy breaks out two other phones. One I can get for only $37.42, and the other is $86.59 with a $100 mail in rebate (wtf? why would a company do that?). I was just going to get the free one. I started looking and to make a long story short (too late) I bought the $37.42 one.


If you know anything about me by this point, you will know I started to feel guilty. I never buy stuff for myself. I always hate the way I feel. It's a problem, truly. That's why when I ask Michael if I should buy something he almost always says yes. I really need to go to some therapy about releasing guilt that your psychiatrist, alcoholic, mother manipulated you into believing. I suppose that's a whole other post though.

Back to my cool new phone....

I really started to like the damn thing after an hour or so. I never thought I would do something like this, but I actually spent time last night reading the manual and spiffing up my phone. A long time ago I noticed that I could download any baseball logos as wallpaper for my phone. I decided against it because the damn thing is for emergencies. What the hell was I thinking?

Last night Michael and I sifted through wallpaper and cool rings. I told him I wanted a Nina theme song as my ringer. There weren't many top Nina themes available. I ended up with Ozzy Osbourne's Crazy Train (scroll down to "Listen to samples" it's song #2) as my ringer (I have the intro, which is the best part) and a picture of Snoopy and Woodstock hugging as my wallpaper. Yep, that about sums me up. How fucked up is that? Do you know how many of my typical rules I broke yesterday? Six, in case you were wondering...