| The end of an era |
[May. 3rd, 2009|11:29 pm]
Lupe
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So it's happened, finally, and with deep regret and much angst.
I have a cell phone. But not just any cellphone, bitches - oh no. I have a Blackberry. A silver Pearl to be exact. One of the lower end models, but I don't need much more than that.
I had been looking at all the different services and models around town, and had decided that I was going to get one from Pocket Communications, with web access so I could check my e-mail and jump on ebay when I was scrounging for resale items at various stores (i.e action figures at Target, Wal-Mart and Toys R Us). But my ex-wife recently had some financial issues come up that's going to require me to help her out, and I had determined that I wouldn't be able to get one.
Then my dad, who is still trying to make up for being a crappy father while I was growing up, decided he was going to get me one. Which is kinda cool. I forgave him for his assholery years ago, but I understand how he feels. Despite the fact that, by most estimations, I'm a good father to my own son, I always feel I could do a little more. I can only imagine what it must be like to have a REAL sense of guilt about parenting.
So now I have a Blackberry Pearl 8130, and one more tether to the people in my life.
Dammit. |
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