2005-02-21 - 9:27 p.m.
Somehow, by forgetting to lock the keypad on the cell-phone my sister gave me for my birthday before putting it in my pocket, I've managed to change the picture in the display to something that looks like a flaming bowling ball with varicose veins. Weird. Who are they imagining would pick that on purpose?
And I can't find the instructions to figure out how to change it back.
We painted the front room in our house this weekend a fabulous shade of red, and it looks amazing. so... *red*. Soon we may actually have a living space organised enough that more than three people can sit in it at a time, and we could start having people over. This would be an exciting new development, given that my social life currently consists of the least exciting aspects of a 12 year-old girl's and a 70-year old woman's - nail polish, dolls, escapist sci fi, baking, and budgies.
