As luck would have it, the poor fella fell out of my purse after I dropped my mother off at the airport and my usual fix-it technique of throwing it back down didn't work. The ole fella is officially busted. I can still make calls and send texts letter-by-letter, but the inside screen won't power on, disabling most of the phone's features or making them extremely inconvenient.
So, today, entering my life is Droid 3. I don't mean to move on from my old relationship so fast, but I have the feeling this will very quickly be love. Especially once the custom cover I put together arrives.
Let me know what you think! I'll be due for a new phone/provider next month, and I can't decide between the iPhone or Droid... Good luck breaking in the new friend!
I predict that you'll be amazed that you waited so long! Love my My Touch 4 (android).
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