I'm Studying You

"Like Ma Bell, I got the ill communication"

So I'm not much of a phone person. Not a big fan. Usually it's "hey what's up, what's goin on, mhm mhm, good, see I told you that's fucked up, yeah let's get together on saturday, later".

2 weeks ago I switched my cell plan from Prepaid to the T-Mobile My Faves plan. So every month I get 300 whenever minutes, unlimited nights and weekends, plus unlimited calling to any 5 numbers nationwide (these would be considered my 5 "Faves") for $39.99. I had the $9.99 text plan, which gave me 1000 texts/instant messages (AOL). After receiving a text saying that I was about to go over my texts (a mild surprise but one I could still kinda see coming of late) I decided to do some research and see exactly what the hell it is I do on my phone. These figures are off the T-Mobile website and are accurate as of yesterday afternoon:

Of the 300 daytime minutes, I've used 39.
During the unlimited nights and weekends, I've also used 39 minutes.
Between my 5 "My Faves" numbers, I've used 1581 minutes. That's over 26 and a half hours! HOURS! And of those 26.5 hours, probably 25 have been spent talking to one person in particular. Yeah, I'm lookin at you, gorgeous...well, ok, if I was lookin at you I prolly wouldn't spend so much time on the phone with you, like you said, but yeah...
For $5 more, I've upgraded to the Unlimited texting plan. So if anyone drops me a text or IM, it's all good. Unless I happen to actually be on the phone.

In other events:
After getting off the phone last night I went through my vast music library and dug up some techno that I haven't listened to in awhile. Forgot how good this song/video are:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A12-KN5UijA&feature=related
I think what makes me listen to music besides great lyrics are loud beats and bass. Go figure. I hope the video isn't as slow to load for you as it is for me.
Truly a sad day. The man who introduced the world and McDonalds to the Egg McMuffin has passed away. How in the hell did he provide us with such an unhealthy delicacy and still manage to live to be 87? With my luck I'll invent a cure for cancer and get hit by a bus on the way to saving lives when I'm like 40.

I prefer breakfast burritos anyway.