Okay... I have this huge phone thing. I hate them. Phones are the worst inventions our world has created to date. Nuclear weaponry and phones are about the same caliber in terms of destructive nature and ability. It's a box that chirps and gauks at you like a cheep parrot. What a fantastic piece of work. But there were twenty times where the annoying chirping was more than worth it because I answer the phone pissed and hear the most beautiful voice say "what are you doing?" and I know it's my love and I can't not smile...