meet my new toy

I'm addicted to my iPhone and I've only had it for one month. It is the most fantastic piece of technology I have ever owned.

When we first got them, my coworkers and I would compare apps and see who could download the best apps - we even downloaded bump it. I would also chime in with the "there's an app for that" commercial which drove the BF crazy. It just so happened it aired several times during our TV shows and it got to the point where he muted the TV.

Mute the TV all you want, I'm still going to quote and sing the commercial.

Well, there's more. Now I have the iPhone 3GS. I have a compass! So that when I get lost in the woods, I can't make a call because AT&T's coverage can suck at times, I can find myself to safety with my handy compass.

Needless to say, my current iPhone usage drives him nuts! He claims I'm on it all the time. (No, not me!) He's even gone to such lengths to point how much I use it.

Instead of getting up and checking e-mail from the computer, I just look on my iPhone. I can tweet, look up recipes, play paper toss, tweet, read the news, find restaurants in Vermont, catch up on E!Online celebrity gossip, tweet and level out a picture frame....all from my little device. Did I mention I can navigate myself if I'm ever lost?

So cool.

So cool.

Let's just say the BF and I don't agree on that little factor. (It is cool, he's just jealous.)

He has gone to great lengths to prove my iPhone usage is out of order. He has started to hide the iPhone from me. (Idiot, who does that kind of shit?) He has even set it on top of the trash can as a "hiding place," so I can only imagine what having this upgraded version will mean now.