The universe called…
My cell phone is turned off.
Because my accounts are frozen my automatic bill pay could not go through, and the phone company turned my cell phone off.
How sad.
Me without a cell phone is like Batman without Robin, Yogi without Booboo, Simon without Garfunkle, Calvin without Hobbs, Baskin without Robbins…
I need my cell phone. I love my cell phone. It completes me…
It had me at hello.
Never the less I will survive.
On Saturday Greg picked me up and took me to the science museum and out to lunch (I see dead people… no really… we went to Body Worlds)
Later Kim picked me up and bought me dinner and took me to a movie. Afterwards we went to red dragon and drank wondrous punch (its wondrous I tell you).
We had a good time, laughing and drinking and being catty.
SO.MUCH.FUN.
We started naming the people we were talking about…
Mr. Math Club, Mr. Frizzy Hair, Mr. Dinosaur Jr, and my favorites the Rasta’s (although Kim said that wasn’t nice)
We talked about our weeks and I told her about how I had gotten free lunch.
On Thursday I went tanning for lunch time.
And when I got out of the tanning salon I walked the skyway and I noticed that the Radisson was hosting some sort of conference.
Everyone was in the conference room, but the left over badges were still out.
And so was the lunch buffet.
AND there was no staff around.
Oh yes. I did.
Kim called it stealing. I called it “creative borrowing”
(and for the record my friend Susan agreed with me. She said I was just helping them not let food go to waste. And since you can’t take leftover food like that to the homeless shelter (at least in NC), she thinks a girl who has her assets frozen thanks to an asshole is the PERFECT person to have it. And she is a DOCTOR. So she knows all about ethics)
After the talk of my “creative borrowing” we got on the subject of my Tiffany lamp. I told Kim that my friend Andrew had given it to me.
She asked why.
I rolled my eyes and said he gave it to me because I wanted it.
Kim started to laugh at me and recall all the times when people buy me things and give me things and fix things for me and bail me out.
I do have a history of getting what I want, especially from men.
She said maybe my accounts being frozen was karma.
I started to laugh and ask her what she meant. (this is why I love her. Total jerk)
She said after years of getting things free “the universe called… it wants it stuff back”
