Nature swallowed up my sixth year cellphone this morning.
It's somewhere between 276 and Caesar's Head, in a bush or crevasse.
It got at least two missed calls from me this afternoon.
I traded it for:
Sunrise
clear day
Free Oranges
A friend
Crows
Fog
Christian Graffiti
Jet Streams, orange and white
i feel obligated to find it for you. maybe it's on a pile of leaves by the art building. If I had a car or better yet a, um, coughlicensecough, i'd go try to discover it for you.
Posted by: Gwen at April 11, 2004 12:10 AMSounds like a decent trade. Just consider it an upgrade.
Posted by: JRC at April 11, 2004 12:15 PMThanks for the offer, Gwen, but I'm sure it's given up the ghost by now, or has been savagely dismembered by the mutant crows that live up on Bald Rock. I saw one flying around with pants on. You don't mess with a crow in pants.
And Jon, I feel it was a good trade as well.
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