my phone

So, my phone disappeared almost right after I called you, and I am so tired from my fun weekend that it seriously makes me want to cry. We have torn our apartment apart three times since then, and I can't find it. So, I guess we can't replace it until I find it. Lame. And the stupid thing went into analog right after I talked to you and I'm positive the battery will be dead before I look for it again tomorrow. It sucks.