Mah finger is nekkid AKA Diamond, Wherefore art Thou?

I lost my DIIIIAAAMMMOOONNNDDD!!! AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

It could be in the waffle mix, in my bed, in my stomach (I ate the waffles), down the drain, in the dog's stomach (they eat anything), in the couch, outside . . . or any number of places that I went but don't remember.

I came back to the couch with another waffle (Nick and I were watching Lord of the Rings) and sat down and happened to glance at my finger, and my diamond was GONE! I did this inhale/gasp/sob and cried "My diamond! It's gone!" And then I got all sad. We searched a bit, but honestly, in this big house with all the dog and cat fluff and dirt (n0t to mention the lot of time I spent doing dishes that it could have gone down the sink), it's very unlikely that we will ever find it. (AAAGGGGHHHHHH!)

Farewell, diamond. I'll miss your sparkle (especially in fluorescent lighting), I'll miss the comments (just the other day I got a "So, are you married or is that to keep guys from hitting on you?"), I'll miss the comforting feeling I would get from twisting you around my finger. My ring looks so lonely with just the setting and no stone. I've had this ring on my finger for four years--since I was 16 and my mom bought it for me. I have hardly ever taken it off. Now the only ring I wear is my great-grandmother's thin white gold wedding band. My finger feels naked!
I'll miss you!

Goodbye, Motorola

Motorola and I have had a love/hate relationship going on for months. Like so many relationships, it was an abusive one. The spring broke first, and so unless I literally held it open, whenever I flipped open my phone, it would flip back down. Then my battery became too weak to hold the charge for more than three minutes, even if it had charged all night.

But I couldn't leave him! I had amazing reception, even where I live. (Apparently the middle of nowhere for other cell phone providers.) And the Verizon store manager gave me a free new battery! And the flipping top was entertaining to all ages!

Well, the year and a half relationship ended today. When Nick and I were carpooling to college and accelerated up to the freeway, we heard the thunk athunkity thunk of my phone tumbling off of the roof!!!

Now I have to decide to buy a new phone or wait the four months until my plan calls for a new one. I have a feeling I'll cave and choose a pretty phone from the gazillion choices available. But which one?!? Aiieeeeee!!!