Goddamn, effing iphone died in its sleep last night. it was painless yet unexpected. i plugged the godforsaken thing in then went to bed as usual, and when i woke this morning to have it make me breakfast, there was a message upon it which said "iphone needs repair". fuck. so, during lunch i went to the apple store for what i hoped would be a quick repair, but no. the australian geniuses at the genius bar acted like they have never seen an iphone before. the couldn't help me out because australia doesn't have the iphone until the end of july so they no nothing about it. it seems my only option is to send it back to the states to get it fixed. so it looks like i'm without a phone for next few weeks at best. it makes me want to kick a kangaroo right in the kisser.on a better note...
Tonight i will be going to a rugby game however, so my aggressions of the day should be taken care of by watching "other people" in a drunken, sports driven rage. the game tonight is at the olympic stadium and this match is essentially like what our superbowl means to us. pretty exciting stuff. word to your mother cause your mother says word.
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