*sigh* Well it looks like I'll have to get a new phone. I went to the Verizon store today and the guy checked it out, said the place where the charger goes it totally bent out of shape (no kidding, I could tell, thanks) and they're having a sale, so it might just be better to get a new phone all together (like new model) which I totally agree to because 1) This model I have sucks (even though I love Dennis) and 2) This model and charger have failed me twice now, and I'm peeved.
And while the guy was checking it out, he must have done something with the battery cause now Dennis is alive, so I could see a phone call and a few text messages I missed (because I couldn't charge him, he ran out of battery Monday night) but its ubber sad though cause he keeps beeping at me like "Charge me fool!" and I'm just like "I can't" and he's like "Well, suck, cause I'm dying"....I sound like a crazy person and I feel like a bad mother. I should have learned this as a kid: name something and you grow attached to it. Which brings me to....naming my new phone!
Okay, this is where you get to help! I'm thinking of something Clash related. My options (that I could think of): Janie Jones, Jimmy Jazz (which I love, but my phone before Dennis I was Jimmy (for James Dean) so I don't want to repeat, Joe Strummer (nice!), Mick, Paul, Topper (ooo!), these are all options. I dunno though. Leave thoughts in comments!
Fun Fact: Since requiring my very first phone like...summer before high school, names have followed. Names coincide with things I am then in love with. 1) Don't remember...bummer 2) Jimmy (for James Dean, mentioned above) 3) Dennis! I and II after I got him replaced last September (for Flogging Molly guitarist Dennis Casey (met and hugged that middle aged prime o' meat! :p he had on a very cool striped sweater vest, okay I'm gonna stop))
OH, I'm sorry, one more thing. I am working on my story! I finally got completely inspired! So yay for that! If I feel brave later on after I work on it a bunchies, I may post some if anyone is interested. Inspiration hits late at night, go figure.
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