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2003-08-04 - 1:25 p.m. dear diary, i called the doctor's office today and asked if they would let me keep the syphoned out breast fat after the surgery tomorrow. well i was gonna, but i accidentally dialed my mom's phone number and then she answered and like i haven't talked to her in awhile and the last time we talked she said i sounded distant and i said that it was because i lived 2000 miles away from her and she said no no you sound mentally distant and anyway i didn't really want to talk to her so i pretended to be hispanic and was saying things like par que and hola and then she started speaking spanish and i got scared because i totally forgot that she took that spanish class last year and my unintended crank call was now falling apart before my very eyes. so i hung up on her. she *69'd me. i answered the phone with "at&t long distance sales department how may i help you?" because she is part of a team of people that are involved in some kind of a lawsuit with at&t you know i don't really have the details because i barely listen to her unless it's about me. anyway, she hung up immediately. so i *69'd her. psyche. i was remembering a time when i was in ninth or tenth grade, i think. i crank called my mother at her office and asked for mike hunt. seriously diary, who crank calls their mom at work and slurs the word cunt?
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