This morning,....I lost a friend. It was near and dear to my heart. It was my life line and my connection to civilization. Today my friends,...I (too choked up to carry on),....I... DROPPED MY FREAKING CELL PHONE IN THE TOILET,....AGAIN! (clean water, by the way) What the hell is wrong with me? I feel like a crackhead waiting for a hit,...I NEED MY CELL PHONE! I MUST CHECK MYSELF IN SOME KIND OF CELL PHONE REHAB! People have tried to calm me down because I am insured and I AM getting another one. Here's the thing,...MY LIFE WAS STORED IN 'THAT' PHONE! People aren't feeling my sense of urgency and loss. IF ANYBODY OUT THERE KNOWS WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT,....IF YOU FEEL ME,...WAVE YOUR CELLYS FROM SIDE TO SIDE! AND SAY AMEN!
R.I.P. CELLY SEPTEMBER 14th, 2004