So about 2 weeks or so ago I went and ordered my brand new phone. Pure excitement right? Who doesn’t get wet at the thought of getting new gadgets and gizmos. We’re all kids at heart and nothing says we’re happy until something new and glittery is in our hands.

So. Being that I was available for an upgrade, and totally hated the current piece of crap I was using, I went and ordered, expressed-shipped, and received, my shiny-new, fast, responsive, non-crappy, gorgeous new Blackberry Curve 8900. (Pictured Below)

So… if anyone is familiar with the story of my life, they would know that if something new and exciting and good happens in my life, then stand back 5 feet, because something bad is about to occur. And of course it did.

When returning home from the nightclub the other evening, I decided to sit down and enjoy myself a little bit of chatroulette. Not wanting to waste all this hilarity on myself, I decided to invite my roommate to come downstairs to join in. During our little fun chat interactions with people from all over the world, we happen to stumble on a few blokes from God-only-knows-where-England. Of course I cut right to the chase and demand to see their junk… on the other hand they would like to see the shadowy person sitting next to me. While turning my laptop to point the cam directly at my roommate, she decides to use her hands as weapons to combat the evil webcam. In our fumble, *CRACK* goes the screen on my, not thaaat much old, Macbook. Sad. Very sad. And Apple will fix it…. only if I give them say… $360??? F*%& That….. I rather be visually impaired and surf the net like Helen Keller than to give them another dollar of my hard earned hooker money.

Whatever. I’ll figure it out. In the meantime, it is rather annoying to scan the web for porn… but I’m sure I’ll survive.