Monday, November 24

Just Like 25

I spent more time on the phone today talking to other people than I have in quite a while. I don't feel too much different as a 25 year old..but I do know that if I had a car, my insurance will drop. Since I don't have that, I guess I can count on being thrust more into a life of responsibility and decision making. However, if being twenty five means my phone is going to ring more...then I want back into twenty-four. The calling order went as follows:

Ray - Sang the happy birthday song.
Jay - Tried to sing the happy birthday song.
Former Girlfriend from college - Didn't sing the birthday song, but the call was unexpected.
Mother - Asked about dinner. I had to tear Father away from his vacation packing to say 'Hi'.
Danny E - Another unexpected call, but it's always good to hear from someone with whom you used to start fires with after school.
Shug - We chatted early Sunday morning as well, but both of us only remembered the same small detail about that conversation.

Thank's to all who dropped their wishes! Here's to another year.

. . [~] . 0 (Grumble) Grumbles .


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