I sort of feel like a jerk announcing this. I’ve become one of those people that is attached to my cell phone. I am writing this from a mobile version of wordpress despite the fact that there are three working computers within 100 feet of me.

Jay likes that I answer text messages faster now but not that I am always attached to Twitter and email. So I am wondering what the iPhone has done for my sex life. Here are the things I can think of:

1. It was something to nervously fidget with when Carmine got up for the bathroom on our second date.

2. I have posted more impromptu pictures of my cleavage on Flickr.

3. I know if my voicemail messages are likely to say something hot because I know who they are from.

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