Feb 01, 2005 13:26
For the last few days, my cell has been acting funny. Like, the light won't go off when it should, or it will go from bright to dim, or (as it did yesterday) the keypad will stop responding mid-phone-number. I'll charge it fully, then it will be not charged. Just crazy, annoying crap out of nowhere, since I treat that POS like royalty.
So today, I'm going to call chris, and I grab my cell and start going to my phonebook, and it goes:
*flicker... flicker... die.*
And that was that. My cell phone is dead. Buried. It won't turn on, it won't charge, and it ate, it seems, every last one of my phone numbers. Son of a bitch.
Good thing I just saw "Garden State", so I can deal with these things.
sad