As if I couldn’t love my damned Blackberry anymore. It is like my baby. I keep it neatly encased in its nice handmade leather Piel Frama case. I gently wipe its face with its own chamois. I charge it faithfully every night.
Then I just saw a report of a new Pearl coming out. Until now I haven’t been tempted. Not by the shiny, slick 8800 with its GPS. Not even by the Curve with its promise of a 2MP camera and clear screen. Nope. I was a one Blackberry Pearl kind of a girl.
But that was before I saw that there is a Blackberry Pearl 2 coming out.
Oh gawd. Don’t do this to me.
AND ONTO THE SUPER EXCITING BITS