I still don't have a phone, and it's turning me into a terrible person. Not because I'm out of touch with the world (although there is that), but because I am filled with a deep and abiding hatred for T-Mobile. The corporation has now lost all record of my existence, and at this point the most I can hope for when I call them is to ruin somebody's day.
However, speaking of T-Mobile, the super awesome audio I wanted to share with you is now available. Mr. A. ordered a revenge rap for me, from Rap Master Maurice, and it's one of the best presents I've ever received. You can now listen to it on Maurice's website! (If that link doesn't work, go here and click on "Your Customer Service Ain't No Service At All," at the bottom of the revenge raps.)
If you happen to be in the market for revenge, I heartily recommend Rap Master Maurice. His raps are currently only seven bucks and he delivers within two days. You really get a lot for your money.
Last night, we went to a fancy cocktail party for Mr. A.'s work, and I had to meet new people while wearing high heels. It was a challenge, but I think I did okay. His work people were intimidatingly cool, though. Hip haircuts and glasses and stuff. I was glad I let Sarah give me long straight bangs the other day so that I looked (I thought) ever so slightly more hip than before.
I woke up in the middle of the night with a nasty sore throat, and I took a lot of advil but I still don't feel that great. Is that the most interesting story you've heard all day? I could start talking about the phone again if you prefer.