0 the final sprint

last night i celebrated the completion of my dissertation by spending two and a half hours online chatting with a sprint customer service rep.

bereft of things to do, i'd decided today was the day to sort the phone debo brought over in october. this was maybe the worst possible idea.

three times, in the course of this ordeal, i had to apologize to debo for being someone who is, at present, capable of completing long-term, major intellectual projects requiring colossal feats of innovation and totally incapable of emotionally handling any sort of frustration in my everyday life.

i cried. she cried. emoticons were shared.

i proposed sprint change their mascot to this:

the phone is still not sorted.