Pink Tinks & other Things

So last night there were thunderstorms and all that, and the tornado siren down the road starts going off; I use my phone, call my mom, let her know, grab my cat, a pillow and a blanket and go into the bathroom. A few minutes later the sirens stop, I come out of the bathroom holding my phone because Ryan still isn't home by this point and I'm worried about him. About ten minutes later he comes in the door, I put my phone on the arm of the couch and tell Ryan to call his cousin that had previously called us. An hour or so later I notice my phone is missing, I looked for it for an hour last night, couldn't find it; Ryan never used it to call his cousin so I have no idea where it is.

I came home from work today, cleaned the living room completely, still can not find it! I am so beyond angry right now. If Ryan had just called his cousin like I told him to then he would have handed me the phone and I would have put it on the table and it would not be lost, or at least if it was lost I could say 'You had it last', but right now I can't find it, I'm thinking it fell into my old couch (like down into it, not under the cushions) and of course I put it on silent because everybody and their mother kept calling when I tried to take a nap yesterday.

My mom says she tried to call it about ten times and now it goes straight to VM which means the battery is dead, which means I'll probably never find it. I am so angry right now.

Labels: angry, cell phone