What's Your Perfect Cellie?

I love walking down the street chatting up a storm with something chic on my ear.
Through text, IM, emails, calls. I'm a multifaceted communicator.
Via text. It's quick, simple and to the point.
I really like to speak to people face to face. It seems more personal.

That I know how to kick it with style.
That I'm a technoratie.
That I know how to do it quick and easy.
Umm, I'd hate to think that my cell phone speaks for me. I'd much rather speak for myself.

I pick it up immediately and start gabbing with my friends. Ummm, hello, I need to stay in touch.
I'll check out the number and then shoot off a quick email back to the caller so that they know exactly where I am and what I'm doing.
I'd drop a quick text that says 'ttyl!'
It wouldn't go off during dinner because I make sure to turn off my cell so I won't be rudely interrupted when I'm doing something.

We both look hot.
We both have a lot of stuff going on inside of us.
We're both fast and efficient.
I would kill myself if I was anything like my cell.

It's just another statement like my ipod, my clothes and my shoes.
It's my life blood. I couldn't live without it.
It helps me say what I need to say fast.
It doesn't. I just have it because everyone else has one and it is the easiest way to get in contact with people.