The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice.
For those of you who know me, or see me on a regular basis, know that my blackberry is practically glued to my hand. I've been a loyal and loving friend to the clickwheel-brick Blackberry that I've had for about a year now. Even ask Cobe, my ex-boyfriend, that thinks if I were a doll, my accessory would be a berry.
Even though I doubt I'll ever be able to cross over to the dark side of the "ball" or "pearl" that comes in the new Blackberry models, if I did, I would get the new 9000. This gorgeous little machine has all the brains of a berry, but the beauty of an iPhone.
Now my next problem is waiting for my damn verizon contract to run out so I can buy it!!