Dear Peanut II:
Goodbye, little friend. You weren’t a good cellphone by any stretch of the imagination, but you were cute, and I hear that looks are what counts. I traded you in in favor of the new Nokia, which is different than the classic Nokias in that it features fewer buttons (who needed all those numbers, anyway?), and also, the buttons are in the opposite place from where they were on both Peanut and the old Nokia. So this means that I tend to delete text messages when I’m attempting to reply to them, and that I’m inclined to hang up on people when I’m answering the phone. So, essentially, my day has become a clusterfuck of miscommunication. Which means it’s pretty much the same as any other day. Jenni