On Tuesday, my cell phone took a turn for the worse. The battery hasn't been holding a charge for weeks now, but all of a sudden, the battery no longer acknowledges the charger at all. The wonderfully helpful people at the Sprint store suggested a new battery for $24.99. I explained that I'd never had a problem before this phone. I've had it just barely a year. Technically, less than that. I had to have the crummy thing replaced in July because it nosedived. So, they suggested I borrow a Sprint phone from someone else to use until my contract runs out (August 2010) I'm borrowing Dan's old one until I get the money to replace the parts on this one.
The problem is, Dan has been out of town all week. He gets back in this afternoon. Since Tuesday, I've been kind of living on a wing and a prayer, hoping my phone stays alive. It's clinging to it's last shreds of life now, and I'm watching the "Low Battery" signal meekly pulse it's remaining life out. I'll tell you now... they better switch my contacts over to the other phone, or I'll flip out... All my work numbers (let alone personal numbers) are in this phone, and so help me goodness, I'll kick someone in the face...
On another, somewhat lighter note... Last night, I had my community builder... Which three people showed up to. And none of them were actually my residents... But we watched Garfield's Thanksgiving, and it was a lot of fun.
Afterwards, myself and two of the ladies from Hall Council went to Acme to buy bubble gum. Each week, the hall councils have to submit creative minutes to KIC (Kent Interhall Council) This week, the theme was cartoons, and my brilliant idea was to duplicate the bubble gum football head from Hey Arnold! It was disgusting... Five people chewed five bags of bubble gum and smeared it over a football... Gross, but pretty cool at the same time. It's currently in my boss's freezer.
Then, this morning, I was up at 7:30 for an 8:30 meeting for the theme community that my boss and I are trying to begin. We had to meet with one of the academic colleges on campus, as well as higher-ups in our department, to gauge their interest... Basically, the meeting made me look like a moron because I didn't get current, correct information. So, I told the people from the academic college something completely wrong, and I got called out on it in the middle of the meeting. Plus, I couldn't get a word in most of the time. I'm still pretty upset about it... Why force me to go to the meeting if you're not going to let me talk? Or you're going to throw me under the bus? (Granted, I know no one did this on purpose... Still upsetting)
So, I ran to the bank to cash my birthday check from Aunt Gina, and treated myself to a terribly unhealthy breakfast at Burger King. Though my body will hate me, I felt nice. It was comforting, and reminded me of when I was little, and my Mom would buy me hash browns sometimes on the way to school... It was a special treat when we had a little extra money. Again, terribly comforting.
So now, all I have to do is office hours from 10:45-12:45, class from 1:10 to 2:00, then my one-on-one from 3:00-4:00, and maybe another hour in the office from 4:00-5:00. Then I'm running to the Sprint store again, and to get hookah stuff with Bree and A.J. before I go home. And I'm packing in there somewhere... It seems like a thousand years until then.
Ta ta! Have a splendid weekend!
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