I have been moving through the different phases of grief regarding my cell phone...

Disbelief "I can't believe it's really gone"
Anger *&*&^&^%$#%&*&* I can't believe I lost it!!!!!
Sadness "My phone was so sweet and little, and had all my important numbers"

A small regression to Anger

"I can't believe it's gonna cost me $100 to replace it!

And now... Acceptance. My phone is happily traveling the world without me. I must accept my loss and move on.

Also Justy's boyfriend generously offered to give me one of his old phones, so not having to pay $100 helped out the process. Thanks Ching! Yup Justy's boyfriend's name is Ching. As Hizuru says He is his own self-contained racial slur!

In other daily news I swam almost half a mile in swim class today. I feel incredibly pleased with myself. Lisa suggested I do a triathalon which sounded like fun until I learned where the triathalon is taking place... in open water... dum, dum, da dah!

Lisa - It might be scary for you. It's open water.
Amelie - I"ll ignore that you are calling me a chicken, since it's true. Open water is disgusting. Where's it gonna be?
Lisa - Rancho Seco.
Amelie - Isn't that a nuclear power plant
Lisa -Yeah, I think I'm going to emerge from the water with a third eye
Amelie - Gills would be better. Like in Harry Potter.

Also if you are a devoted blog reader who goes after comments you'll notice that Mami Maghanoy and Gma have infiltrated the blog and threatened retailatory legal action. Ha ha ha! We'll see about that!