I just went to Morrisons to do my weekly shop. Normally I love my trips to the supermarket. You know, squeezing the fruit pretending you know what you're looking for, seeing 'Buy One Get One Free!' and getting excited, staring at the chocolate aisle and drooling and smiling, seeing if there's a hot girl on aisle 17 (she wasn't working tonight, boo)...but this evening was different.
Because I've broken my phone. PROPERLY. It won't work, and just gives me a bright white screen with the battery bars and that's it. I've lost all me numbers and I feel lonely. Granted, I should have been more careful and not dropped it, then stood on it, then reversed the trolley back over it as I tried to manouevre my bulk out of the way to pick it up and THEN banged my fucking head on the damned trolley on the way back up. But that's not the point.
I hate technology, I hate shopping, and I hate the fact I can't text people like I promised :(