OMG…I forgot my blackberry at home today.

I am DYING right now.

I have the shakes.

My friend Weslea is making fun of me because I’ve gone outside to search my car twice.  But she doesn’t understand how exhausting it is to actually get up and WALK down the hall when I need to tell her something! HOW did we survive without text messaging?

My blackberry tells me when to wake up, when I have a meeting, when to BREATHE…

What if I get an e-mail I need to reply to right away? What if someone writes on my facebook wall and I don’t see it right away???

NOOOOOOOOO!

And now I know why they call them “crackberries.”