So I'm in the midst of a cell phone number port from AT&T Wireless to Verizon Wireless. When I walked into the store and told the guy that I'm an AT&T Wireless subscriber and I'm fed up with not having a signal, he laughed and said, "Yeah, we hear that a lot." The problem with the number port is that it's not instantaneous. I can make outgoing calls on my new Verizon phone, but all incoming calls still go to my AT&T Wireless phone and will continue to do so for possibly up to another 2 days. So I'm carrying around two phones with me at the moment, because I have no idea when the port will go through. I have to admit that this situation has given rise to two situations that were kind of weird to me: 1. Calling my own number to see if the port had gone through and seeing my AT&T phone light up with the caller ID reading my own number. 2. Calling someone on my Verizon phone, only to have her call me back on my AT&T phone while I'm leaving a message, so I'm talking on one phone while the other starts to vibrate in my pocket. I thoroughly annoyed the Attachment™ last night by taking both phones out of my assorted pockets at various points and comparing signals by waving my AT&T phone in the air and saying, "Nooooo signal!" and then waving my Verizon phone in the air and saying, "Fullllll signal!" in the same voice that that Muppet on Sesame Street used to say "Neeeeeeear!" and "Faaaaaaaaar!" In other news, Saturday marked my two-year anniversary of living in Los Angeles. I rolled into town on February 21, 2002 and started my job on February 26, 2002. Odd to think that it's been two years here, and yet I still don't know my way completely around the city and am still discovering new places. It's also odd to think that this is the longest I've ever held a job (by choice -- not by firing... I kept getting better offers from different companies and was job-jumping during the tech boom). UPDATE: My port just went through! I don't have to carry two phones around anymore, yaaaaaaay! I can hear you now!