Somethings gotta give...

[jack_babalon]

My cell phone is down. By which I mean kaputsville! Finito! Scragged! I picked it up when I got out of the pool last night and though I used my towel to grab it my wet ear apparently shorted out the battery (but being a few paygrades above caveman you could tell me the phonegnome that lives inside it got electrocuted and I wouldn't be none the wiser). The thing that gets me is that i'm so used to having everything programed in I don't even remember anyones number anymore.

I remember being told as a kid that there was no such thing as luck. Years later I would learn to respond that it wasn't luck but rather I was suffering from a "proliferation of random negative circumstances relative to my point of view" (it's not that I was a smart kid, quite the opposite really, it was just that comic books and fantasy novels had given me a wider vocabulary than most of my peers).

Anyway I don't know if it's that Mercury is in perpetual retrograde on Planet Rob or if there's something about me and Doraville that just don't mix, but this week has been one massive proliferation of random negative circumstances. The bus routes have changed, a fact I didn't realize until I realized that I was traveling in the opposite direction of where I needed to go (this is one of the perils of reading on public transportation). The end result is that I spent two hours lost on Buford Highway. When I got home I was limping due to a series of blisters on my feet from making the hike in my work shoes.

Work has been rough to say the least. I can't get into it here obviously, but the result is that i'm making less money than last year and doing a lot more work for it. This means that i'm always broke lately. I hate that more than anything. At this rate I don't even think i'll make Dragon*Con, shit at this rate I don't know when i'll have a new phone.

Anyway, none of which is anyones fault but my own and for that matter no ones problem but mine. I just needed to vent and with my phone out I can't even call someone who cares right now... even if I remember someone who cares number!

Comments

[poisongirl.livejournal.com]

Since you have net access, feel free to shoot me a mail
poiseongirl at gmail dot com. Vent, whine, kvetch, whatever you need.

I can even give ya digits so you can call from a non cell phone and do that too.

Also, is it wrong that after a certain story you sent me, the con hotels are going to look a bit different this year? ;-)

[jackbabalon23.livejournal.com]

I haven't had a good kvetch in a while, thanks:)

I remember that story actually, my Ananis Nin goes fanboy period.

[daucus-carota.livejournal.com]

:( no sad Jacks! I care, as you know!

I'll email my digits to you.

lurves&kisses
xxx

[jackbabalon23.livejournal.com]

I know you do J and that's what counts. I'll give you a call sometime soon.

Lurve is the Law,
lurve under will;)

[daucus-carota.livejournal.com]

93
xxx

[efire360.livejournal.com]

ACK! I wasn't round home last night, but if anything like that happens again, give me a call. I don't mind going out of my way for you.

[efire360.livejournal.com]

I actually visualized giving you a ride on my way home last night to the nearest bus stop. For some reason, I was like, bleh it would be Buford Highway or something. Besides, he knows the bus stops better than I – he has it down.

[jackbabalon23.livejournal.com]

I appreciate the offer anyway. Thank you.

[karis-straif.livejournal.com]

I think imps reside in phones.
Laptops have gnomes.
hmmm... or is that the other way round?

If you rub it down with the fat of a virgin lamb and chant three times "Can ya hear me now", while standing under a cell phone tower with a picture of Al Gore in your left shoe, it will sometimes get them working again.

[jackbabalon23.livejournal.com]

Thanks, i'll give that a shot.

[catwalk.livejournal.com]

coulda been worse... we could already be living in the era when cellphones are implanted directly into the skull and THEN it shorted out... i am under the impression that might sting a bit...

ps. if u wantz numbrz, you can has numbrz kthx :-D

[jackbabalon23.livejournal.com]

I've had worse implant mishaps than that. Bionic Arms shorting out whenever I wrestled a yeti, optical targeting implants only showing old cartoons right before I took the shot and the time my Babel fish went beserk so all I could hear was Klingon...

Thanks.