the veiled sibyl

I have heard and said more inanities, since you took me in tow, than in all the rest of my life.

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Tuesday, March 29, 2005

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Okay. My cell phone has been jacked by some shitface who keeps calling night and day. (Well, mostly night.) If I answer, they don't say anything, and if I don't answer, they stay on the voicemail saying nothing until it it cuts them off. I've been getting anywhere from six to eighteen (!) calls a day for the past week or so. And it's not just one number, but FIVE different ones. I thought maybe my phone was messed up, but it's not. I called Sprint, and they were oh-so-helpful, telling me that there wasn't much I could do unless I wanted to change my number. (It's probably Sprint crank-calling me to run up my minutes, those bastards!!) I reverse looked up the numbers, and they're all cell numbers out of Austin. I don't know what the hell is going on. I can't wait until November when this damn plan ends and I can ditch Sprint forever. This is the FOURTH time we've had this problem with our numbers. ARRGH!



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