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Filed Sunday, January 25 2004.

About two weeks back, I bought a Treo 600, a giant dorky combination phone/PDA. And, despite the hard time I've been getting about it from friends (Sarah Brown: "Ooooooh! A refrigerator phone!"), I'm a huge fan. On-the-go access to email, my address book and calendar, and Vindigo's location services, all make my life immeasurably easier.

But the real bonus is, I now have a way for the drunk version of me to leave notes to my more sober self. This morning, for example, I awoke to find a task titled 'Allison' added to my to do list, with an attached note reading:

Hot, blonde Mt. Sinai med school student you met at John's party. Call her: [phone number]. Also, sister's name is Callie, sister's roommate's name is Dianna; you signed Dianna's breast.

This is the sort of thing that leads me to completely swear off drinking, at least twice a week.