Reach out and text someone

I hate talking on the phone. My friends all know this, boys that try and date me know this and, more than anyone, my mother knows this. Yes, I may know you, live and die for you, but I probably only want to engage with you in the written word.

Behold:



Almost finished with the month and I haven't even used a quarter of my minutes. Ninety-eight minutes accumulated over several weekends? LOL. I'm so lame. This is a beautiful image in my world.

So imagine my surprise when I saw that my bill was, oh, FOUR HUNDRED DOLLARS.



FOUR HUNDRED CLAMS. Four. (And this was last week. The numbers have certainly spiked further since then.) So what is this financial madness plaguing my poor innocent blackberry?

Texting. Innocuous, beautiful texting.

In my plan I have 1,000 texts a month free, people. Une mille. A grand of texts in thirty days. As of last Wednesday I had gone over that limit by another cool thousand. It definitely feels like all I do all day every day is sit around and text people, but this pretty much confirms it.

Since last Wednesday I've attempted to curb this by switching to phone calls with a few girlfriends, but some people I only communicate with via text and that's not about to change. It would definitely be weird for everyone involved.

But please if you read this, try to call me instead of texting me. Because I will text you back. I cannot control myself. Some people will call this "an issue", I call it a lifestyle choice. But really, have mercy.