Is it time for bed yet? Because I've just bought myself a brandnew eiderdown and I can't wait to try it out, see if it's as good as my last one that I've had to throw out after 20 years of faithful service. When I went to change the bedlinen this morning, I somehow put my hand right through it, and scattered feathers all around. I decided there wasn't much point in trying to patch it up again; clearly, it was time to bin it and look for another. The new duvet is less bulky, and may need some getting used to, but I'm hoping it'll keep me as safe and warm as the old one did.
Also, and against my better judgment, I've acquired a new mobile. It's a silver-coloured Nokia with all the bits and bobs (camera, Bluetooth, whatnot) that Vodafone were nice enough to let me have for free with a subscription at half-price, and they also threw in 22 monthly call minutes (whatever that means). The thing is, though: I don't know what to do with it. I've had a pre-paid mobile for 5 years, but I've never gotten the hang of using it. I hardly ever remember it, never switch it on, and mostly just leave it on the kitchen table. When I hear people in the street, on the bus, in the train blathering on their mobiles, I'm often annoyed at having to bear witness to their conversations (esp. when they interrupt the conversations they're having with me sat or stood right next to them to take their blasted calls. "Hang on...", they say -- but why should I be the one put on hold? Is my time not just as valuable as that of the person on the other end? Honestly, these days you can't have a decent conversation with anyone without constant interruptions).
Who would I call? More importantly, who would call me? I have no one to ask me to remember to bring the milk. Why did I let myself be seduced by this offer? Just so that on the rare occasions that I do remember to bring my phone, and am forced to take it out in public, I won't be embarrassed by the fact that it's clearly so 5 years ago? (Sorry, trusty old Motorola of mine, but you do look a bit...well, big). Oh well. What's done is done, and I've got a mobile that's silver and small, and I'll probably forget all about it in a week.
And...the double glazing guy called. Weather permitting, they'll do the work on Tuesday.
Also, and against my better judgment, I've acquired a new mobile. It's a silver-coloured Nokia with all the bits and bobs (camera, Bluetooth, whatnot) that Vodafone were nice enough to let me have for free with a subscription at half-price, and they also threw in 22 monthly call minutes (whatever that means). The thing is, though: I don't know what to do with it. I've had a pre-paid mobile for 5 years, but I've never gotten the hang of using it. I hardly ever remember it, never switch it on, and mostly just leave it on the kitchen table. When I hear people in the street, on the bus, in the train blathering on their mobiles, I'm often annoyed at having to bear witness to their conversations (esp. when they interrupt the conversations they're having with me sat or stood right next to them to take their blasted calls. "Hang on...", they say -- but why should I be the one put on hold? Is my time not just as valuable as that of the person on the other end? Honestly, these days you can't have a decent conversation with anyone without constant interruptions).
Who would I call? More importantly, who would call me? I have no one to ask me to remember to bring the milk. Why did I let myself be seduced by this offer? Just so that on the rare occasions that I do remember to bring my phone, and am forced to take it out in public, I won't be embarrassed by the fact that it's clearly so 5 years ago? (Sorry, trusty old Motorola of mine, but you do look a bit...well, big). Oh well. What's done is done, and I've got a mobile that's silver and small, and I'll probably forget all about it in a week.
And...the double glazing guy called. Weather permitting, they'll do the work on Tuesday.
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Comments
As for the cell phone, I have it for emergencies, and because I have no land line. It's cheaper for us (my roommate and I) to each have a mobile, rather than having a land line. And more convenient. I don't use it much, though.
(I later found out that it wasn't even supposed to be working in London either, but heigh ho).
I hate phones of all kinds, actually. I'd much rather deal with people in person than on the phone.
So how was it on the snuggle-scale?
CShiny ... and a camera is a nice bob to have on a phone .. even if you use it once! My phone is the ultimate BRICK! But I use it 90% of the time as a computer so when I get the "why-are-you-holding-a-BRICK-to-your-ear?
Very comfortable and cosy; I'd give it a 10 out of 10!
Actually, it got a bit too warm at some point, I woke up and had to stick out my feet from under it in order to go back to sleep ;-)
Your phone is indeed quite sizeable for a phone; but I've always thought of it as a mini-computer. It's very, very nifty and I love the little keyboard!