Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

So …. by the title of this one might assume relationship troubles for this twentysomething, but true to my generation … I am talking about my iPhone. So here’s what happened: about a month ago, amidst a heated fight with my boyfriend, I dropped my precious device in the parking lot of a Walgreens. As I picked it up to continue to verbally thrash my completely incorrect boyfriend, my heart broke as I saw a spider web crack in the corner of the screen. To make matters worse, I got this phone less than 3 months ago. I sucked it up, but on my otterbox to avoid shards of glass in my cheek and I continued using it (there was no problem with the function of the phone).

Friday night, out of the blue, I lost cellular service and my phone just said “searching” where the new iOS dots appear. The lazy, internet sleuth that I am, looked up a series of steps that other people claim “worked for them”. None of these worked and left me with the new phone welcome screen, unable to reactivate my phone. I journeyed to the AT&T store in hopes that they might have a solution. The guy who helped me was the spitting image of Ronnie from “The Jersey Shore”, and he spent most of our conversation prep-dancing for what I imagine would be a smirnoff ice blurred evening for him. After giving me a serious of “you’re fucked” faces, he suggested I go to the Apple store, but be prepared to pay because of the crack. In an attempt to subvert the “accidental damage” fee (I’m using a lot of ” this post), I called Apple, spent about 2 1/2 hours doing the same steps I found on the internet, to no avail. Just as Ronnie’s facial gestures suggested, the apple associate basically told me you’re fucked.

Who does a girl call when no one else will help? Her daddy. After whine-explaining what happened, he came to the rescue! My iphone had insurance on it!! He knew that I am the clumsiest person on the planet- and got the insurance behind my back. Now I just have to wait 1-2 business days for my link to the world to arrive! Although its been about 24 hours I have noticed slight difference in my daywithout my phone.

1. My computer and house phone have not left my side. Because that is what my iphone is – a small, sleek clever computer and phone in one – now I’m stuck with two tedious, old fashioned pieces of technology (to overstate the brattiness that’s going on here – my mac has the new software which basically makes it a phone … I have the ability to text, go on the internet and do anything … especially play sims, and I’m still complaining. But hey – these are MY ramblings right?)

2. I HATE reading anything on my computer screen – if there are typos in my posts its because I can’t re-read what I’ve written … there’s something in my brain that blocks me from obtaining information from a computer screen. I could however enjoy anything on my iphone screen … therefore I had to buy a newspaper this morning. I really hope those things stay alive for a while, theres something comforting about reading the physical newspaper on a Sunday in bed – kids of the future will miss out on that.

3. Since my iphone wasn’t getting cell service – I couldn’t access maps to tell me how to get to the AT&T store! But with the help of my memory and some educated guesses – I found the store with little trouble. It scares me to think of having to go places without Siri telling me how to get there.

That’s all I can think of for now — but I’m sure I’ll be completely inconvenienced by my total lack of iphone in many more ways before the new phone arrives. I’m trying to take this as an opportunity to enjoy non-technological things, but its becoming clear there may be evidence of a slight addiction to technology on this end.

Have a wonderful Sunday WordPressers.

Let’s try this again. FIRST BLOG POST.

So, I have to admit this isn’t my first attempt at a WordPress blog. About three months ago I started my FIRST blog WOOHOO!, and as with most attempts at documenting whats going on in my head, it lasted about three very eager days (I’m talking like 5 or 6 posts a day). I’m one of those people who really wish they had a cool blog, actually not even a cool blog but one that lasts longer than a bikini wax. I also had a lot of weird privacy issues – like trying to change the names of everyone i know … and then actually remember those fake names or setting it to private, than password protected, then remembering I won’t… and can’t remember the passwords so I changed it back to private. It was as if I actually thought every person I knew was going to read it, see how I really feel about them and never talk to me again. This time, I’m going to be brave – I’ve created a fairly elusive blog name, and created a new email because well, my personal email is my full name (remember in the 90’s, or in the aol dial-up era when it was terrible to post ANY personal information online for fear that all of the burglars, kidnappers and murders would meet you in a chat room, learn your complete identity from your screenname and come get ya!?) and therefore I will be making this a public blog, and I’m going to try out this tagging business. The vanity in me thinks that someone will find it amusing, but my expectations are that I will be the only one amused by these ramblings.

So I’m a twenty-something (it just sounds to chic not to abuse) and I have a family that annoys me, a boyfriend who I’d love to, a pretty rad roommate, two badass cats, a job working with dogs and a bizarre obsession with sharks.

You’ll come to meet and learn about each aspect eventually – if I can keep this blog going.

(as a psychology major, polls make me enthusiastic so if you decide to read this, look for LOTS OF POLLS)