Another Day, Another Loss
On the way home today I lost my phone somewhere in downtown Seattle.
It was clipped on my pants so that I could hear it if endorphan called me, but somewhere between saying good-bye to bittergourd after my first bus and catching my second bus it just disappeared.
Fortunately, someone called the last number I'd called (which was endorphan) and asked him if he knew whose phone ( Read more... )
It was clipped on my pants so that I could hear it if endorphan called me, but somewhere between saying good-bye to bittergourd after my first bus and catching my second bus it just disappeared.
Fortunately, someone called the last number I'd called (which was endorphan) and asked him if he knew whose phone ( Read more... )
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