How sad, that I’ve had such a difficult time surviving without my freakin CELL PHONE. 

Heres how this horrible travesty went down: My lovely roommate went to California for spring break with her boyfriend. He has a cat.

I, being a wonderful person, offered to take care of said cat for the week. 

anyway…

—THURSDAY—

I helped to transport cat items including litterbox, cat food, and of course, the small little rodent cat. 

So, I help transport the ish, then proceed to settle down and play: 

POKEMON WHITE VERSION

yes thats right, the best rpg in the history of rpgs. I become completely engrossed in this game 

(Beat the Elite Four, Catch Zekrom, kill it in general)

In the meantime, my roommate and her boyfriend leave, whilst my phone is still sitting in the cup holder of her boyfriends car. 

—-THREE HOURS LATER—-

Did I mention they went to California???!!!

It would not be so difficult if I could not go out into my parking lot and gaze longingly at my cell phone,

literally mocking me with its beautiful touch screen and smart phone capabilities.

If it were broken, fine -but its not- it is sitting 50 feet from my hands as I type, locked up in a vw jetta, might as well be in a fucking Swiss Bank. Impenetrable to anyone except those goddamned neutral Swizzies, or Berners, Yeah I’ll call them Berners. 

—-SATURDAY—-

It is now day 3 without my cell phone, and times are tough. Who knew.

Albeit, it is a smart phone, and most of my life is on there, as I can’t carry around my macbook with me to Safeway.. but my htc Evo is. my. life. 

Not like anyone talks to me anyway, its just the the comfort of having a cell phone, of being able to call someone, talk to someone, call 911 if necessary, 

I need to read my TFLN damnit!

Conclusion:

It is ridiculous how much I need a cell phone in order to function, even if I don’t really use it. and I won’t get it back until SUNDAY!!!

FML.