Friday, July 11, 2008

My voicemail light was blinking when I got to work this morning, and I thought, "Oh shit" partly because I hate voicemail intensely and our voicemail system very, very intensely, but mostly because a voicemail at 8 am means someone calling in sick, which is a hassle I don't need today.

But, no, somebody wrong number drunk dialed me at 10 o'clock last night, and I think it says something about my emotional state at the moment that I was so affected by some drunk kid I don't even know screaming "I miss you, Ashley!" through tears.

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