Another Irish Drinking Song

GET READY FOR A REAL LIFE POST YOU GUYS!  I SO EXCITED~

Okay, so my dad go this new phone plan with a company that doesn't suck, and now I have this beautiful phone that I don't deserve (even though I don't know how to work it, so guess karma stepped in for me).  And it has Bluetooth, which means that I can connect it to Sasuke (the laptop) and exchange files.

And of course, with my propensity for naming my electronic devices, and with an opportunity too golden to pass up, I named the phone Itachi.  SHUT UP, I AM A NARUTARD~  *also, appropriate mood icon is appropriate*

Anyway, total dorkery aside, this means that any pictures I take with the phone will be actually transferrable to the computer, and that means my dear friends-list will get to see more awesome pictures of me/taken by me!  Sorry, lurkers-who-have-so-little-life-as-to-actually-watch-this-journal.  I am paranoid.

In other news, District Chorus tryouts are a week from Sunday.  And...I'm starting to get a lot of sinus drippage.  If I get another right-before-auditions-infection, I will commit seppuku.  I MEAN IT FOR SRS.  I suppose I should start pounding the oranges and AirBorn again...

Um...my life is boring.  What else?  I really have nothing more of substance to say, except that I'm considering digging up those old voice-post memes that were floating around a few weeks ago and do them.  Just not right now.  *lazy*

EDIT: WAIT, THERE WAS A STORY THAT WENT WITH THE PHONE.  Okay, so everyone in my immediate family got a phone when we switched our plan, including my two little sisters, so we were being given the rundown on the rules by my mother.  She informed us that she and my father reserved the right to go through our text messages at any time.

This is what I said:  "Double-plus good, mom."

My mom: "Huh?  o_0"

ANYONE WHO GETS THAT IS AWESOME.