So that was a prime bit of drama which was so quickly resolved I will have forgotten about it tomorrow. I took the phone to a nearby phone repair place where a nice lady told me various ways she might be able to fix it and so on, and asked me to come back in 20 minutes. When I came back, it was fixed. I said 'what was wrong?' and she said 'I don't know, he's fixed it, and he's gone to the toilet.' Elves and the shoemaker eat your heart out. It cost me $35.
The thing was I had resigned myself to two days or so of no phone and what was it going to do to my mind, getting broadened so much by relying on its own resources? And yeah nah that's not going to happen.
It's really, really hot outside and that is pretty disgusting. Mid-February really is the worst, also, 'February' is a ridiculously stupid word.
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