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So...referring to the last post...I filed a claim with T-Unit's insurance company, and the girl said she'd send me a new one which would arrive the next day (yesterday). I was stoked because That Is First World Livin'. But I need to learn that nothing ever works out the way it's supposed to.

I went to class at 10 yesterday, after reminding my mom that someone needed to be at the house to sign for my phone that was coming with DHL. She said that she wouldn't be home, but someone would be around and she would pass along the message to sign for it, so I trotted along to class, fully prepared to be sitting on my ass for 6 hours straight. I finished Philosophy, but when I got to English I found that class had been cancelled. Apparently someone robbed my prof's office without forcing the lock, which means...someone evil has a key! So she took our class time to talk to some authority figure about it and sent us all home with the instruction to read Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. I got home at like 1 (after picking up lunch) and found that the package still hadn't been delivered. No Big, I thought, because it wasn't technically overdue till 3, so they had a couple of hours.
At 3:30 I looked up from Law and Order and saw that the package still hadn't arrived, so I checked DHL's website and they said that it had been delivered and signed for at 10AM! By someone named J Sanders. I just about shat a brick because we don't know anyone named J Sanders, much less have anyone by that name in our employ. I basically went on the warpath and asked everyone on the property (including two electricians) if they had signed for anything, and then called DHL and bitched them out about it. They said they'd call me back by 5, and they did, to tell me that the DHL guy was on his way over to tell me who'd signed for it. I saw him drive up to our house, and right by it to our next-door neighbors. BAAAAHHHHH. So apparently someone that works for the people who live there signed for this package and didn't even read the label.

In the end I got my phone though.

Then Marion and I went to pilates for the 4th time and for the first time ever, I actually felt...energized at the end of it, as opposed to suicidal. Also, this morning I woke up and it didn't feel like my arms were doused in acid! How novel. I think I may be *gasp* improving!

Oh hey, something else: I'm putting a poll up in the left column, so make sure to go over there and put in a vote!