The PDA was a gift from Kevin's family last Christmas, and I loved it. Just today I looked up an address I needed on it, read some journals of friends while waiting for Venu to meet me, made a few notes towards a journal entry of my own, played a few hands of Solitaire, took a photo of the cafe where I was hanging out, and of course, actually made and received several phone calls. It was so useful. And pretty.
I shouldn't be trusted with nice things.
Sucky end to the day. :-( :-( :-(