Unfuckingbelievable I've been playing phone tag with a sound editor for the last 3 weeks,
trying to get him to fix the sound on glutton falls. I was on with his
secretary. She said to wait for five minutes and he would call me back.
At four minutes, my nokia 3650 phone died. It died. It didn't run out of
power. It died. The way the two other nokia 3650 phones have died. The
big difference this time is that I leave tomorrow.

I went to the at&t store in burbank and it was fucking hell. The weasel
behind the counter was no help. They don't carry the 3650 anymore. Gee..
Why? Yet wouldn't give me a replacement. I had to buy a phone. But. I
have got to sync outlook with it and I have got to have international
service with it (fine problems to have... But doable...) the way my 3650
does.

He put me on with support (ha!) at at&t. no help. No help at all. I
couldn't get an answer if they could get a replacement to me by
tomorrow.

Fuckwad sold me a $350 phone. Brought it back home. No way to sync it.
Went back "you need a cable". Okay. "we don't carry it..." this is now
an unhelpful woman. I'm trying to explain to her that I will return the
phone. This shocks her. "you can buy a cable... Online..." I'm leaving
the country... "or circuit city..."

I went to circuit city.

No cable.

Came back. Returned the phone.

Jessie's car is dead. I took her to work. Went to the studio city at&t
store. Nice guy there, finally. Helped me immensely. Still had to buy an
expensive phone I can't afford to be buying now. Assured it would sync
with outlook. Got it home. No way to sync with outlook except for a
cable and $75 software.

Called him. He was gone. They put me on with at&t tech support. Hung up.
Called back, nearly in tears... They got the guy in the parking lot. He
got on the phone. Figured out the phone I needed.

Went back to at&t store in studio city.

Waited for 1/2 hour while the guy ahead of me asked every question about
a cell phone there could be "hey, why are there only 10 digits on a
phone?" shit like that.

Got the new phone. And a cable. I'd brought my laptop with me. Set it
up. Phone has infrared just the way the 3650 has. Synced all my contacts
no problem. Can't get it to sync anything else except one recurring
calendar event reminding me to put my dog's flea stuff on.

Victor's car broke down, too. The cab will have to pick him up, too.

I hate everyone and everything. This is a shitty day. A shitty
motherfucking day. I did no work on spamscam. I am out of my mind with
stress. Motherfuck. Motherfucking fuck fuck.

I'm supposed to get a color picture to jon keyes because the article
runs this Sunday. Okay. Sure.

What's funny about this is the fact that we're stressing out just so the
plane can land in the atlantic ocean.

Mother fuck that will be funny.


  ¶ 8:12 PM