Thursday, May 22, 2008

Half of my Foot

I broke my phone.
Again.
Twice in two months now, the screen on my cell phone has exploded and I can only see half of the display.
I am a decent enough texter that I can send a text message and basically know what I'm sending, but I had a brief panic attack today when I sent a message to a male friend saying, "I have mad texting skills," because I was worried I might have told him, "I have mad sexing skills." Thankfully, I don't think I did.
So...I will be with half a cell phone until I get home on Tuesday.
I might as well have cut off my foot. Or at least half my foot.

6 comments:

Swampy-Rah said...

Oh, from what I've heard, the text you sent me was supportable...

kristi noser said...

Now we'll have to call you Kunta Kinte.
Now that I think of it, you're probably too young to understand that joke...

Swampy-Rah said...

Toby.

Rich said...

I watched roots in HS. Didnt they cut off his toes? I guess they did that because he didnt have a cell phone.

kristi noser said...

They cut off half his foot so he couldn't run away to the city to get a new phone.

Kara Jo said...

Erin-ha! You're a riot.