Phone lost then Found
I thought I lost my phone for good this time. After spending most of my afternoon retracing my steps from the previous evening in my head and calling different bars I gave up. Hopelessness set in and I started trying to recoup my lost digits via yahoo messenger and email. Back your shit up next time.
Update: I found my phone at M's house. Apparently, when I picked up my snowboard the other night I dropped it in his garage.