Video Killed the Radio Star

I would like to turn the "bloglight"( a word I am convinced I just made up and am blogging just to use) on technology. Now before you get worried I am not going to turn this post into some rant about how at the root of all evil lies computers and microwaves. I just wanted to talk a little about how technology is ruining the world! Or at least my world! I figure I will share a quick anecdote and then you all can chime in, because I know I am not the only one being drawn in by the iridescent glow of a laptop night after night!
I will start with the most recent and most frustrating level of dependence on a inanimate shiny object. The cell phone! After having recently misplaced my phone for a 24 hour period I can say without a moment of sarcasm it was like losing a loved one. I was frustrated all day! The only people I could talk to where my grandparents because they are the only one's who #1 Have a land line #2 Have had the same phone number my whole life so it is the only one I know anymore! When I realized it really was gone I literally went through the stages of grief:
Denial - It's here, I know it's here. I will have someone call it over and over so I can here it ring and we will be reunited.
Anger- Think, Jan, THINK, stupid phone, I don't need you! What have you ever done for me! Bargaining - I didn't mean it. I love you! You are such a good phone! You keep me in touch with old friends, you let me check scores, you get me movie times. If you come home I will buy you all the accessories you want. You want a a blue tooth you can have it, you want unlimited text messaging, done! You want a belt clip so that I can awkwardly attach you to my pants and we will never be separated again, it's yours!!
Depression - It's really gone, I don't want to go out, I am not leaving the couch. I am ordering a pizza...CRAP I can't!
Acceptance - All I have to do is get on line to order a new one. I will have to send out an e-mail to everyone I know to get phone numbers. I can use the phone at work. I will have to download new ringtones, those sweet texts I had saved where enjoyed when they were received some people don't even have that.
And such is the way with acceptance, the moment you come to terms everything works out, my phone was returned to me, via my aunt who found it on the trash can across our parking lot! I was pretty sure I had lost it in the parking lot, but I know for a fact I did not leave it on a random trash can. And I really don't care how he got there, I just care that he is home! And don't make fun when you see us out and he is hanging off of my belt loop on his new clip. I promised! I will say since his return our relationship has become even more unhealthy. I check on him constantly. I have to know where he is at all times. I don't leave him at home by himself anymore. I know I am smothering him and I am afraid soon he will start to resent me and disappear again, and then where will that leave me? When he isn't around I find myself thinking about the old days before him and his kind. Hearing a phone ring throughout the house. Being gone all day and coming home to messages on an answering machine. Not having to be exposed to blasts of "Toxic" by Brittany Spears coming from the girls purse next to me. Not being able to be found for a little while if you don't want to!
Aaahhhh... the good old days. Well I have to go now, I have original Ella Fitzgerald songs to download on to my i-pod, pictures from vacation to put on the laptop and long distance phone calls to make...