Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Madness!
Someone peel me away from my phone, please?
Not that I am suddenly cured from my phonophobia, but ever since The Fiancé called Jo again last night from my cell phone to inform her about our upcoming gig, but only got to exchange himself with her answering machine, I am sitting here, staring at it, wondering... what if she calls this number back...?
Not that she would, of course.
Or would she?
Someone get me a shrink, please. :(
post script: Panties are a new genital piercing's BEST FRIENDS... *pain*
Not that I am suddenly cured from my phonophobia, but ever since The Fiancé called Jo again last night from my cell phone to inform her about our upcoming gig, but only got to exchange himself with her answering machine, I am sitting here, staring at it, wondering... what if she calls this number back...?
Not that she would, of course.
Or would she?
Someone get me a shrink, please. :(
post script: Panties are a new genital piercing's BEST FRIENDS... *pain*
