So. It's almost 3 o'clock and i am still not sleeping yet. Wanna know my secret?
It's my iPhone fucking fritzing out. Yeah. Really.
I ask everyone else who has an iPhone 3G and they're fine and fucking dandy.
Great.
It's 2009, shouldn't i be able to have a phone that fucking makes calls and recieves them without being a damn BRICK!? Whatever.
The only reason i'm still up is because i'm attempting to save my phone by restoring it to factory settings, which of course, deletes everything on my phone. Awesome. I love losing everything.
So Mourn for my iPhone if it never returns from it's netherworld or oblivion from where it is exploring. May it rest in peace, or come back. Whichever comes first.
Matt's iPhone
2008-2009? (question mark only for the hope that it doesn't brick itself.)
-Matt.Abero
About Me
- Uhmmm.MattAbero
- Sometimes i wish i were much less complicated as a human being. That way i could just be a one-celled organism that just struggled through life, living. Oh wait, that's what i already do. Damnit. My life is re-ruined. Oh, sorry, my name is Matt. I live in a town called Elk Grove where people believe they are urban, when in fact, our city is neighbored by the Capitol and Stockton and Modesto. I suppose we can be considered urban. We've got a Wal-Mart, which i highly disapprove of, and a Peet's Coffee, which i highly approve of and recommend. My life is a sad shell of what it once was, but i look on the bright side: I think for myself now. When i start to think of/for someone else, my mind goes cloudy like it's filled with water droplets...Or cumulonimbuses. But sometimes i enjoy that feeling. Anyways, enough about me, since you are picking through my brain by reading my blog, anyways. So go on ahead. Pick away. I won't mind.
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