Lost Phone

I went to NYC yesterday for a meeting. Afterwards I met up with two of my friends from college/London. I had beer for dinner. Never a good idea.

After "dinner" I had to get on a plane to head back to Red Sox Nation. I apparently left my phone or as CB likes to call it "Jaci's Walkie Talkie" in the cab that took me to the airport.

I should be feeling lost and unable to do anything. Instead my purse is lighter and I dont have to worry about the asshole that owns the place downstairs from me calling me about random crap w the condo.

Zack Morris is happy to have his cell back and I am happy I finally have a reason to go out and get a new one. Its been 4 years! Who does that? Apparently I do...

Hooray for the lost phone!