My beloved cell phone has expired on me. I've resisted the switch as long as I could, but it seems like the time has come to accept the change. I am on the iPhone wagon. The FedEx guy who delivered it asked me if I knew what it was, I said, "an iPhone," and he looked more excited than I was. I think over time, I will be in love with it. I am still in kind of like mourning for my old cell phone. I am an old fashioned girl who likes to punch in numbers instead of gently touching the screen. It was a free upgrade, so I didn't pay anything for my iPhone. But I can't see myself texting and browsing on the phone much. Maybe that'll change.
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