Thursday, September 30, 2004?
My cat Mackie appeared from underneath the bed, dragging something long behind him. After trying to retrieve it from his small but mighty jaw without actually ruining it, I realized it was my long lost radio handphone earpiece.
I cried.
At least I managed to call Hannan and give him all the deets.. Yehh. After 2 tries.. After 2 times dialing the wrong number.. Whoops. Well. At least I got the first 5 digits right. Ahhah. The first one was a lady so I knew and I quickly hung up. But I wasn't as lucky the next.
Ah. Fuck that. I'm missing my phone already(:
And momma's not back yet.. Good. Okie. So here's the deal: I will tell her that I've decided to cut off my phone line. And then she will say why so and thinks I'm up to something which I am I guess?
I'm up to make her think that losing my phone is actually a good thing(: I'd give anything to make sure she'll buy that crap((:
Shit. She's home..
CITYNIGHTLIFE;