I had a blast with my cousins over Thanksgiving. I’ve come to discover that my mom and her siblings enjoy each other’s company while my cousins and I enjoy each other just as much, but for different reasons. We got drunk a bunch while the adults stayed (mostly) sober for obvious reasons including Alcoholics Anonymous. We had fun sober, too, and Chinese Friend from Office Job got to stay for two nights and experience a big American Thanksgiving before she leaves to go back to Shanghai. She seemed to really enjoy herself, and everyone loved her. She got invited back by everyone. I hope she can make it, she’s pretty great.
Friday night with the cousins was epic. I had four shots of Patron and a beer (Negro Modelo!) before promptly forgetting my phone in the bathroom where it was stolen before I realized it was gone a half-hour later. So my iPhone 4 is totally gone. Tragic.
We tracked it down via GPS the next day via iCloud and set off the alarm remotely after locking it, but the asshole who stole it (let’s call him Dirty Thief) turned it off, so we had to give up our search. So sad. I was bummed. Now I have to spend hundreds of dollars on a new phone. Please help. It’s the only reason this year wasn’t a solid A in my book.
I’m optimistic this will turn out ok. Maybe I’ll get the 4s! Maybe something magical will happen. Maybe Dumbledore will come flying out of my butt holding Dirty Thief so I can pummel him before we green-flashy Avada Kedavra his ass.
If only I could pour my molten nerd-dom into the shape of a dwarven hammer, and just pummel people with it. But then, maybe that’s what it’s like to hear me talk at all. Huh.