GAH!

Still have the ick.

Compounding things, while i was sleeping off a haze of cold meds, Nicholas dropped my phone into osme left-over waffle batter sitting on the kitchen counter (the phone was plugged in charging).

While trying to clean it off and determine how functional or non-functional it was, it slipped out of my hand, and in sticking out my foot to slow its descent to the floor, i managed to kick it across the room into the wall, causing it to disintegrate into at least three pieces. None of the numbers or other things were saved on the phone SIM card, so if I should have your phone number, i don't anymore, so if you'd email it to me it'd be greatly appreciated (or you can leave it in a screened comment here).

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Well, due to fiscal windfall (read: tax refund, which had been otherwise allocated, but such is life), the telephone disaster from earlier has been somewhat remedied. damashita now has a spankin' new 8GB iPhone, which means her 4GB one trickles down and becomes mine- not a bad deal, since i have a 30GB iPod which will handle most of my music needs.

Only one problem...

we swapped the SIM card out of hers to put in the new one and got it sync'd and everything transferred without a problem, but the new card doesn't seem to want to activate in the other one. Grrr.