This is my phone, a Motorola i856. My cousin just called me, and before I picked up, it started making the sound popcorn makes when it’s cooking. It was coming from the battery and scared the crap out of me. Afraid that it was about to explode, I put it in a shoe-box, and put that shoe-box in my backyard.
My phone. Dear God, my phone.
on the other hand: maybe I can get a blackberry or something cool.
on the other other hand: maybe I just won’t have a phone indefinitely now.