Hearing my phone ring fills me with a sense of dread. It's usually either work trying to drag me in, my mother (not usually anything terrible, just usually at inopportune times), or a random phone number.

The sense of relief upon discovering one of the latter two is huge. (Especially in the morning.)

I think this is why I could never use a song I like as a ringtone. I would quickly grow to hate it. The biggest reason I use the one I do now (Sceptrum, if it's on other Android phones) is because it's the least intrusive of the bunch, yet still plenty audible. Maybe I should set up a quieter one.

Everything's in a state of flux right now. Still trying to get a few things together before everything inevitably gets thrown out of whack again. I just pine for a consistent schedule so I can plan things again, and hopefully feel a bit less alienated from friends. There have been groups I just completely cut myself off from because I couldn't stand dealing with the timezone fun, as frustrating as it may be.