A Series of Unfortunate Events
In case the bunch of you are wondering, I haven't had a phone for two weeks...and counting! The guard dog bit into it (yes, the Samsung phone). I didn't know that the Danish Shepherd was tied in the porch so I just ladidaa'ed in the wee hours of the morning to bike and ROAR --this big shape leaped at me and bit my bag with my phone in it.
Thank God it wasn't my ass.
So for all your contacting-Froggy-needs, email me or drop a message in Yahoo! Messenger, especially if you said something important and I didn't reply on my mobile.
Lesson learned?
The first cellular drowned in rain water because I got caught in a rainstorm while biking home to Balete Dr.
The second phone was borrowed and I opted to return it (not so unfortunate).
The third phone got bitten by a frakkin' dog.
I got hit by a jeep and a tricycle.
Got kicked out of the house.
It never ends. And I love it.
Thank God it wasn't my ass.
So for all your contacting-Froggy-needs, email me or drop a message in Yahoo! Messenger, especially if you said something important and I didn't reply on my mobile.
Lesson learned?
The first cellular drowned in rain water because I got caught in a rainstorm while biking home to Balete Dr.
The second phone was borrowed and I opted to return it (not so unfortunate).
The third phone got bitten by a frakkin' dog.
I got hit by a jeep and a tricycle.
Got kicked out of the house.
It never ends. And I love it.