My 'phone appears to be broken - at least, that's the sanitised version. It's still operational, although the trackpad isn't responding. For those of you who are still unaware, I use a BlackBerry - a blue one (BlueBerry?) - and to do anything with that, you need a trackpad. I've put it in for repair and hope to get it back in a few hours.
People talk a lot about how people are becoming dependent upon technology, and due to the fact that I now feel like someone's cut one of my arms off, I would be inclined to agree. But this is different.
My 'phone has been a sort of lifeline for me - the Twitter app is permanently signed in to @innocentlb and even the BBM section has fellow BBMers from the sex blogging community in it. I've got texts dating back months from people who I've texted from events like the drinks before Eroticon 2014 and even Erotica 2013. I used that 'phone to arrange drinks with Rose and Charlie, and even Dave, who some of you may remember. I've used that 'phone to DM my girlfriend to let her know things both sexual and mundane. I've even used it to view soft porn, as I managed to get it to run a scene on its limited media player.
And I've used it to write blog posts.
Okay, so yeah, it's just a 'phone. But it's important to me. It's like having a permanent link back to the sex blogging community in my pocket. A reminder, perhaps, of who I truly am. And that's what I need right now.
So I wait.