Agh.

I appear to have lost my cell phone.

Again.

And this is just three weeks after getting a replacement phone because my old one was acting up. I have the worst luck with these things, let me tell you. I suppose my sister is once again going to use this as an excuse as to why she should be trusted with a cell phone and I shouldn't.

"But Mom! She's had five phones already! It's not fair!"

Hopefully it'll turn up at the house or at the Applebees where we had lunch. Otherwise I'll be spending my first paycheck on a new phone...

ETA: The kind denizens of Applebees located my phone! And my dad left a smart ass message while it was out of my possession. I hate my family.