Saturday, October 22, 2005
smoke signal me
Ok, so, it happened. I dropped my cell phone for the 8,574,214th time and instead of being fine, it actually broke this time. What the fuck? I drop it several times a week, often several times a day, and it is always fine. Sure, it has some scuff marks, but most of the stuff near and dear to my heart does (IE - my car). But this phone... it was like.. family. It has stuck by me and I am a hard person to stick by. It has dealt with hours upon hours (or if you work for a cell phone company "minutes upon minutes upon minutes") of my incessant babbling, whining, poor joke telling, descriptions of hot guys, my mother, etc. It has even been dropped into the bathtub (which the Sprint lady told me today should have killed it, no question. She said she didn't know how in the holy fuck it survived that. Ok, ok, fine, she didn't say 'fuck' but that is sooo beside the point.) and worked afterwards. It has been used by the grubby hands of my three year old daughter during twenty minute long conversations with her grandmother, it has recorded song snippets off of the radio that I wanted to download later, and kept track of my appointments. The alarm has been there for me every morning as a back up to my excessive snooze button usage. It played songs for my ringers and in doing so insured that I would get to hear Switchfoot every day... In short, I loved this phone and now it is dead. Not just dead, but completely severed into two pieces. Not a good way to go, but at least it was fast and hopefully painless...
dead
And check out the microwire things:
wires

ANYWAY, the reason I am telling you this my fine people is that I now have NO ONE's phone number. NO ONE's. So, you see that little email button over there? Yup, click it. Click it and then email me all of your numbers... Home, work, cell, fax... all of the above. Why? Because I don't remember anyone's numbers because I keep them in my cell phone, in my pocket, always. When I need to call you, I scroll down to your name... or your screen name... like you Toddy :) I have your numbers saved under Hot Toddy. Had. I had your numbers saved.
Help me people. I feel so cut off... and alone... I've got nothing, no one to talk to. No Switchfoot song playing letting me know that some one is calling me. *sigh*
Anyway, I am pretty sure no one has my home number either since I usually give out my cell. And how cracked out am I that I almost just typed it! lol So, email me your numbers and if you need mine let me know.
Now, a moment of silence for my cell phone.

so eloquently put by katehopeeden at 11:25 PM
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