Over the weekend Kat introduced me Circuit City (so. . . many. . . shiny. . . new. . . electronics. . .), and I got a beaut silver cordless phone, finally. After charging it as directed for the longest fifteen hours ever, my life has changed. Now I can be on the phone *and* be ANYWHERE in the apartment. Whoa. Upstairs? Check. Downstairs? Check. Bed? Yah. Kitchen? Oh, yes. Loo? You’d better believe it. I could be on the phone RIGHT NOW! And it doesn’t even make that zzhha-zzhhaa-zzhhaa interference sound that other, lesser cordless phones do when you’re too far from the base unit. I love you, cordless phone!