"All drains lead to the ocean..."

If this is true, then my cell phone should be swimming in the atlantic right now... well if not the atlantic, then at least the Boston Harbor. Yes. I flushed my phone down the toilet.

It all started with a last-minute cram session at the library before my Bio 13 final (which was awful by the way). Nature was calling, so I took a trip to the bathroom with my cellphone and ID in my backpocket (I was planning to make a call after relieving myself, and my ID just happened to be in my pocket). So I go ahead and do my thing, and as I am re-panting myself, I see my ID fall to the floor. Assuming my phone is nearby on the floor, I flush the toilet. As the water swirls down I find myself thinking, "was that some grey that I just saw?" Lo and behold. My beloved cellphone is no where to be found. On the bathroom floor? No. In my bag or coat? No. I also retraced my steps a few times, and had one of my friends call it while I walked around the area of last sighting. Still no. With my head hung, I go up stairs and log a lost item report, even though I know my chances are very slim. I just know in a few days I'll be reading in the Daily, "Cell phone causes major back up in Tisch plumbing system." Oye.

Anyone have an extra verizon cell phone? (preferrably nokia...) It's all I want for Christmas...