Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 704 I swear my phone only rings when I've made plans. So, last night I went out with Matthew, even though I'd been drinking since the afternoon. In the car, a friend calls to see if I want to go to Davis for dinner. At the bar, a guy calls to 'chat'. After the second phone call, I say, "Well, I might as well call You and get it over with so my phone will quit ringing." I hit the buttons, I put the phone to my ear, and a very angry woman picks up, "HELLLLLOO?!?! HELLLLLLLOOOOOOOOO?!?" I hang up. The shock of hearing a female answer your cell phone, an ANGRY female, was enough to tie my tongue in a few thousand knots. Then, it starts. Then, I start figuring, and realizing what's going on. Because if it was a friend of yours, you would have checked your phone and called me back. If the woman was anything but a girlfriend, or even a wife, you'd have no reason not to return the call. In fact, if your intentions had been anything than what they were, I wouldn't be writing this now. I'm pretty sure a friend of yours didn't get in an accident yesterday. I'm pretty sure you had plans with your girlfriend/wife. I'm pretty sure when I put all of the pieces together, it paints a very ugly picture. Excuse me while I curse men for the next year or so. 10:07 a.m. - 2003-08-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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