April 19, 2012

Zombies

Even though apparently my phone wasn't worth fixing, it seems that fucker at the Sprint store erased all my contacts and messages. Can you say beyond pissed right now? He better hope there's some sort of online back up because I certainly am going to raise Cain tomorrow when I pick up the new one.

scullerymaid at 10:58 a.m.

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