First full day in Philly, what fun. Phoblog finally (enough with the "f"s already) has a job - and if I could describe it to you accurately, I would. It's vastly different from my WV duties, but this state is vastly different as well.
The day started, however, with my already damaged LG-6000 phone falling onto a carpeted floor from about 18 inches up and splitting into two pieces. So I did what anyone would do. I lost it. I cried.
No, not really, Phoblog doesn't cry as a general rule. But I came damn close. There, locked within the now faceless phone body were all my phone numbers, my connection to the world, and photos 14 and 15 in the cd-and-ggd photo series. Long story short - there was a nearby Verizon store and I'm now the proud yet pissed off owner of a new Samsung (not in the budget at all) - my phone book was transfered, but all other data and photos are lost. Or just locked in the LG body. (if there's a geek out there who can help with that - please let me know.)
These are the most boring posts ever, dear readers. But understand that, a) they kinda keep me sane, b) the help me not have to call home as often as I should/would like to by letting my parents know I'm alive, and c) as of yet, no helpful soul has forwarded this site address to the whole office, so, as stupid as it sounds, it's at least a bit of a my-secret-life thing. The state effort here is massive. It's about 4x (or maybe, more accurately, to the 4th power) larger than WV. And now, less than two weeks out, there's not as much time for inspirational blog posts to be circulated around. It's just go time. Which is great.
I wonder what's going on in the rest of the world . . . . I'd give a lot for some time with the papers.