On paper, that is.

When I feel like things are getting a little crazy in my life, I always feel better if I write things down. I’m a fan of lists and planners and all that good stuff.

I think of myself as pretty tech savvy and on my gadget game and I love my iPhone and iCal. But it just doesn’t have the same effect for me.

I like having things spread out in front of me. Seeing my month/week/day on paper. Being able to take notes. Crossing things off. Physically being able to take a pen to things and check it off. There is so much more satisfaction in it than just clicking delete.

In my book, nothing beats a good organizer.

I’ve been depending on my iPhone too much and just haven’t been feeling as put together as I would like. I think I’ll feel better once I have my shit together in front of me and not just on a screen. It might be kind of silly but it works for me.

So right now, I’m currently looking for the refill for my adorable Angela Adams organizer.  But a refill seems impossible to find so I might have to find another. It’s hard to find the perfect one! If anyone has any suggestions, let me know.

Getting my life together one step at a time.

Let’s do it.

(edited to add)

I would not object to one of these Erin Condren planners magically showing up on my door. It’s seems like the perfect planner but as an jobless bum, I don’t think I could justify it!

I didn’t really know what I wanted to write about today. Then the record scratched. Someone hit the breaks and my world decided to explode into tiny pieces.

It’s every social media and internet addict’s worst nightmare. The internet decided to quit on me. And the True Blood thing? Well, that just added salt to my wound.

Funnily enough, I had just tweeted this the night before:

(Yes, I did. Ask my sister. She thought it was the funniest thing ever. But seriously, sometimes hashtags are just needed.)

And after all this nonsense today, I think the internet is just trying to spite me and show me who is boss.

But you know what, internet? I have other things to do. I have books to read, shows to watch, jobs to apply for and people to  chat with on iChat. So mess with someone else’s connection, jerk. I don’t need you**.

* Just kidding! Please, don’t leave me.
** I lied, I need you. Please, please bring Twitter back. I promise not to talk back again.***
*** Unless you take my blog down again, then we will have a big fucking problem.

Hi everyone! I’m Jessica and I blog at Everyday Adventures. I am your lovely guest blogger today while Jamie relaxes from a fun weekend in Florida (jealous!)

Now, I still enjoy a break from technology, but in the end, it’s good to go home Full of Wifi, Blackberry and cell phone access and functioning laptops.

Don’t you just love when that happens?

This past weekend I was looking in this box for some notecards and found a hefty amount of cash I had obviously been saving for a rainy day. I awesomely managed to forget about this money I had stashed away and found it just when I needed it.

Like now because I’m broke, dudes.

I just threw down $305 for my BlogHer conference pass. Planning a vacation to Florida with the BFF for early April. Then last minute on Friday, Nicole and I teamed up to throw together a fabulous vacation to the happiest place on earth for early June. No, not Disney World again, silly.

Vegas, baby!

I’m not at all complaining because I want all of these things. I just have awesome timing and choose to plan it all in like a two week period.

I am smart about money managing, duh.

Anyway, then I stumbled on some more cash. Well, not actual money but some pretty fast cash. Remember when I got my shiny pretty iPhone? Well, I still had that god awful Blackberry Pearl laying around too. There are plenty of sites that buy your old cell phones and recycle or use them for parts or whatever so I decided to try to see what I could get for it.

In the end, I went with ibuyphones.com. I just really liked the idea that they teamed up with AmericanForests.org and for each used phone that someone sells to them, they plant one tree. Kind of neat, huh?

Basically, I went to their site, told them what phone I had, they sent me an envelope (and paid for shipping back to them), I popped my phone in and soon after I had a check for $50 sent to me.

Recycling old cell phones. Planting trees. Money in my pocket.

I just can’t go wrong with that, especially since now I think I’m some kind of jet setter who needs to travel every few months.

Pretty soon I’ll have my own travel show. I mean that broad from Girls Next Door got one, right?

I’ve had a Blackberry Pearl for going on two years now. At first it was pretty cool then the iPhone came out and it became ‘old technology’. Okay, it’s not really old but I like to try to stay on top of my game. I mean, using the same phone for almost two years? That is damn near blasphemy!

Then there was the issue of my Blackberry Pearl being a piece of crap. The trackball never wanted to work, it would get stuck, the menu button never wanted to go to menu, dust would get stuck under the screen and the screen would eventually pop up. It was one thing after the other. THEN, there was the other issue of my being with Tmobile and the iPhone being exclusively on AT&T and costing 5 million dollars for an iPhone plan.  The boy got an 1st generation iPhone and unlocked it so I figured I’d do the same eventually. When rumors of the 3G came out, I figured I’d wait for that, buy one and crack that shit!

I was about to get me the newest iPhone!

Then Steve Jobs ruined it for me with all this “you have to have a contract to buy an iPhone” shit. Remember, I wrote him an angry letter expressing my displeasure that he wouldn’t help me cheat the system?

Well what do you think about them apples, Mr. Jobs?

It may have taken awhile but I got me an iPhone! Yeah, it’s a second generation and 8GB but it sure isn’t a stupid, busted BlackBerry Pearl.

I actually was going to take pictures of me and the iPhone running through a field of tulips in slow motion and then draw pink hearts all over it but Chicago weather isn’t being very agreeable. Instead you get me with my phone covering my face because it is too damn early to make myself look pretty and I refused to change out of comfy pants and a 3 year old Armor for Sleep hoodie when it is 11 degrees out (I totally just checked the temp on my iPhone!). At least the phone looks pretty, right?

Okay, now I need your help.

What are the must have iPhone apps? I need a fabulous Twitter app to feed my Twitter addiction too!

on Coltrane.

Wordpress 2.7 Coltrane, that is.

(click image for bigger picture)

It’s so pretty and clean looking. Plus you can customize your dashboard to what you want and don’t want on it. Push things out of the way, use collapsible boxes to minimize boxes your not using, faster and sleeker. Moderating and replying to comments from your dashboard, automatic upgrades and plugin browser too? Plus it has an accent (post about all the features and intro video).

Blogger bloggers, you are missing out.

WP users, what do you think of the latest upgrade?

(this is probably the geekiest post I’ve ever written but dude, it’s so pretty!)

Last week, boyfriend and I did some shopping. I was dying to know what happened in the last book of the Twilight series or saga as they call it. A stop at Borders was definitely needed to pick up my latest dose of Edward Cullen.

We get to Borders and go our separate ways, I rush of to the land of Edward and he heads towards the magazines. I grab the book and scurry to the counter to pay. There was a guy there probably about my age working the register, blah blah small talk, doesn’t seem to notice that I am 24 year old giddy ass girl clutching a silly young adult novel or does and is trying not to laugh.

Maybe that’s why he felt the need to bust me out.

I use to have one of those Borders rewards cards on my key chain but then realized it was linked to my mom’s account so I decided to make my own. He grabs a card and asks for my email address, I hesitate before speaking, “jamieislovely at gmail dot com”

Then this kid opens his mouth and says:

“Oh that’s cute. It’s nice to have such a high opinion of yourself. That’s healthy.”

I grab my preteen novel of vampire lust, attempt to pick my jaw up off the floor and try not to throw back:

“it’s my secret bloggy code name, shut up!”

Then stopped when I realized how even more geeky it would be to tell someone you have a secret bloggy code name while drooling over fictional vampires…

Dear Steve,

I know most people call you Mr. Jobs or something along those lines, as you co-founded only the best company ever, Apple, but I like to think I can call you Steve. Being a loyal Apple customer, I was so psyched about getting the iPhone. An iPhone for $200?! Seriously, it’s pretty much all I have been talking about since the keynote last month. I was ready to throw my Blackberry Pearl out of my moving SUV on I-94 and throw myself on my knees at the shiny, pretty Apple store on Friday in front of some freaked out sales associate and beg that they had one left for me after I got out of work.

You have deceived me though. I guess if you want to get technical, I was trying to deceive you by jailbreaking my new iPhone and run it with my Tmobile SIM card and Blackberry plan instead of paying up the ass by canceling my current plan, moving over to AT&T and then paying their ridiculous amounts for iPhone plans, but those are just details.

Minor details.

I’ve been thwarted and my plan ruined.

This whole activation in store shit really messed me up. Yeah, I guess AT&T is picking up some of the cost which is why it’s going to be so cheap now but c’mon, man, I thought we were friends.

No, now I am stuck with this stupid, busted ass Blackberry Pearl. I’ve had this phone for almost 2 years. This is OLD technology! I’m suppose to be on time of my game here and you, Mr. Jobs, along with AT&T are making it hard for me. Why not open service plans up other companies? You would make so much more money. Isn’t that what this is all about? Money?

So today, I gave up and gave in.

I called up Tmobile and am having them send me a replacement Pearl (that cost me $120! $80 more and I could be living the Apple life to the fullest!). One with a moving trackball and working menu key because I won’t be partaking in the iPhone excitement tomorrow with all the other cool kids.

I bet the iPhone’s menu key always works. You don’t even need a trackball because it’s touch screen. I won’t even get a little taste of that.

Nope, not Jamie.

Maybe I’ll be able to find one on craigslist or ebay or maybe some kind soul who is upgrading will sell me their old one. You know, the older generation iPhone.

For now though, Steve, I think we need to take some time apart. I can’t deny I’m hurt by this.

I hope you understand.

Sincerely,

Jamie of Oh! How Lovely!