...especially those black ones that fit in the palm of your hand and allow you to communicate with the world. Yes, I'll be the first to admit--I'm utterly and completely addicted to my Blackberry, crackberry, whatever you want to call it. I swore that I wouldn't be, and even laughed at Sandra when she got addicted to hers, but sure enough, as of last Friday, it's official--I am addicted. What happened? I actually dropped my fairly yummy sushi lunch in order to rush back to the other building where I had a previous meeting just to pick up my Blackberry. Sarah P. had IM'ed me to tell me I left it and I instantly dropped everything to get it back...and then, I did the most addict-obvious thing: I took it from her and clipped it onto my belt loop so I wouldn't leave it behind again. I'm ashamed to admit it, but the first step to ending your addiction is to admit that you are addicted, right? ;-)
Monday, January 23, 2006
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