Once again I neglect you dear blog. So sad I know. And I'm sorry. I hope that you will forgive me. I actually have lots of things to say. I randomly think to myself, "this is awesome. i should blog about it" or "uggggh, i hate this. i am totally blogging about it" and yet, never do.
There are actually several things I'd like to chat about, so I might as well get on with some of it at least.

Social Media. Social media encompasses apps like Twitter, Facebook, iPhone apps and the like. Now I'll admit I was quite the myspacer until recently, and while I do have a Facebook, I only look at it to keep up with my married friends and their kids new school pics. Ok, fine I also occassionally look up people from the past - DONT LIE, you know you do it too. But nonetheless, I love Twitter ironically enough. I dont really understand why but I do. Maybe its the fact that I only have 140 characters to say what I need to say. Maybe its the fact that all of those on my following list only have 140 characters to say what they need to say. Whatever it is, I like it! Follow me at www.twitter.com/adpijess

My phone and thus, my phone number. Some of you may know, that I have a newly-acquired beau. I say newly-acquired but in reality we have been together nearly 9 months now. Anyway, he phones with Verizon, and I phone with AT&T/Cingular. Rivalries aside, I have had this account since I was 15. Not that I used a cell phone at 15 as so many kids do these days, but I did have one. I didnt really become an avid cell phone user until I was out of college - wow, I'm old- and now its my only phone.
Currently, I use an LG Shine, which I will readily admit I bought because my Hot Pink Razr that I L-O-V-E-D died and they didnt carry them anymore and because I really liked the commercial with LC and Brody from the Hills. HeeHee. It is scratched to hell and back but still works just fine and I love it. Although I do alot of work outside my computer, but still need access to the emails and internet. Something about the Blackberry Curve calls to me, luring me in with its soft pink marble-y finish. Having tinkered with the Curve here and there, it seems to be a good fit and smart match for me.
Yet,here is the kicker,the beau wants me to join his plan and change my number. Thoughts? I know its just a number, but for me it feels like an identity. And if I feel this way about a number, what will be like when I, gasp, get married?