Wednesday, May 21, 2008

At 10:00 last night, after a night of at least twelve phone calls, I drove a half an hour to his house to see if everything was okay. Lights were out, car was gone.

Called again at 11:00 p.m.

Slept horribly.

Called at 7:30 this morning and woke him up.

"I forgot".

"It was too late to call when I realized it". (yeah, that's about the time I was driving to your house)

me: "Don't you EVER do this again. EVER.

This is so not over.

2 comments:

Nell said...

Now is the time to ask for something BIG.
I cant believe he forgot.

Men.

Laurie said...

Latest?! Any epic scenes involving someone kneeling? Speaking terms?
xoxox