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For being a geek, I'm pretty lame when it comes to my cell phone. If it rings, it's just as likely to be a wrong number. I wish the damn thing would ring more often, actually, as it plays Snoop Dogg's "Drop It Like It's Hot." Usually, by the time I've answered the call, i'm giggling.

I got a camera phone because it was free when you signed your soul over to the devil. I didn't need the camera or even want it, but it was FREE! and CUTE! and FLIPPY! The damn thing was expensive, though, when it came time to replace. It spent a little time floating in a pocketbook full of milk. One of the risks you run when you carry sippy cups full of milk for your toddler. APPARently, milk corrodes all those little important electrical thingies. So it cost $100 to replace! I really only need a playskool phone. OOOooooH! Actually, I really want a Hello Kitty phone. Pink! Rhinestones! YEAH!

I think this phone was a little goth girl in a past life. Maybe I'll call her Charlotte. She likes to take dark, arty picture of the inside of my purse. They're not particularly well composed. Well, it's hard to see any composition, actually, they're totally black. This phone also makes LOUD camera whirring noises when ever it clicks a pic. So I can hear my little friend snapping pics, wah-cheeeeee-ik. wah-cheeeee-ik. So, when i find myself killing time somewhere, I slowly delete one after another of these photographic studies in darkness. one. at. a. time. And there are often, like, 70 of these. Come on Charlotte. Maybe you should just write in your journal. (or your blog).

The handy things about this camera phone is that it lets me take pics like this:


But the face Ruby REALLY likes to make, and often does, is this:

I may have just as many of these silly faces as i do pictures of the interior of my purse. Guess which ones I keep? Email me your favorite camera phone pic, and I'll post 'em! pagalina (at) yahoo (dot) com. One that makes me laugh gets a prize!