I took my phone swimming, but it didn't like it. In fact, it didn't like it in a very terminal way.

Yes, apparently I am that kind of dumbass.

Guess I'm in the market for a new phone. In the mean time, don't be offended if you call me and I don't answer.

Good thing I didn't buy an iPhone.

Update

I stopped by a Verizon chop shop today and picked up a cheap refurb, so I'm back in business.

Interestingly, the phone came complete with the former owner's contact list, SMS history, and extensive photo gallery of what appears to be a marijuana farm. Maybe they're just ferns; I'm no expert. Hopefully tomorrow I can stop by a kiosk somewhere and wipe their stuff and transfer my own.

At least now I have something to use until my contract expires in April.