I think that I'm ready for this week to be over. That okay with everyone?

A run down, if you will...

Panic At the Disco lost two members this week. Ryan (guitar) and Jon (bass) and they are off to try and pursue their own creative goals or something like that. Good for them, I guess, but it's really sad to me for a lot of reasons. Anyway, Brendon and Spencer, the remaining members appear to be working their asses off while dealing with all this before going on tour in a couple weeks with Blink 182 and I'm really glad that they are doing so much to make us feel like everything is going to be alright.

So, Rich and I decided that for our birthdays/Mother and Father's Day/our anniversary, we were going to get each other the new iPhones. Except everywhere in California south of San Francisco was sold out... except Santa Monica. So I went... alone. HOLY CRAP! I had to take 6... SIX freeways, and I'm doing great until I am supposed to turn left on Arizona and there is a police blockade and now I'm in an alley and oh God, but then there is a guy with a map at the end so after evaluating his craziness factor I roll down the window and ask him where I can park and he tells me how to get to the parking structure. I drive six levels up and manage to find someone leaving and steal her spot. Take the elevator down six levels, walk through an alley, jay walk across a street, walk down another alley, past the police blockade, through the Farmer's Market, and find myself in the midst of the papparazzi attacking poor Alyson Hannigan from American Pie who is out with her baby and UGH! I find the 'you are here' map and find the Apple store and walk there.

Then I have to go in, find someone to help me and get two phones and pay for two phones... MAN! I told Rich to text me the directions to get home, cause they aren't always just the reverse of how you came when you're in LA, but when they turned our new phones on, it makes the old ones inactive and then I have to wait while ATT catches up with Apple so now I have no phone and no directions, but that only matters if I can actually find my car again.

I get the phones, and leave the Apple store, back to the 'you are here' map, past the Farmer's Market and the police blockade, down the alley, jaywalk across the street, down another alley to the parking structure, get in the elevator, go up six levels, find my car, holy f**king shit, thank God, and then I have to find my own way home cause I have no directions and no phone... I did... six freeways later.

Anyway, that was my iPhone adventure.

I have a ton of things to do before I go to work today, so I better run...

Hugs,

Viv