Originally Posted by 5thWiggle
Thank you to all the addiction feeding enablers in this thread.
Because of your glowing reviews (and the death of my old trusty flip phone) I am now the (shamefully) proud owner of a Galaxy Note.
I walked into the store, resolving only to replace my dead phone with something similar, when there it was. Stark and somehow beautiful like the Monolith in "2001". Normally, I would have passed by thinking "Wow, that's a big a$$ phone!", but you people have awoken a hunger deep within.
Fighting the craving, I stared mouth agape at the object of my new desire until the clerk arrived. The next few minutes are foggy, but I seem to recall someone yelling "I want, I want, I want" over and over again. When the fog cleared from my head, I was standing next to my car holding the Galaxy Note and the paperwork for a voice/data plan (a thing which I once swore I'd never voluntarily have).
So there you go. I now have a Galaxy Note, a data plan, fewer shekels, and a feeling of self loathing. I'm blaming you lot!
[5thWiggles scurries away to search out a case for the Precious. One with a belt clip because his hip is feeling decidedly naked. Also, he needs to find cut-price Minion Chow due to having fewer shekels.]
P.S. If you lose your pen, I can confirm that these
(Watcom MP200) work. Just tried the ones I have as spare for my Pocket Edge.
, (Had to use that )
, you are envied among men and women alike.
In fact you along with you precious have become a sex symbol.
Try pulling that out next time you are at a bar.