Well, once again, I’ve been made to look to fool. One practical joke involving my love life has brought me down. Unfortunately, I didn’t think it would. I thought I was ready for this if, god forbid, it ever happened again. Boy, was I ever wrong. Even after a six pack plus of Rolling Rock and quite a few rounds of asshole, I still can’t shake the thought that I just got the number wrong, and it wasn’t a joke.
Yeah, sure. If I still believe that tomorrow, would someone come beat some sense into me please?
Just one thing bothers me, thought…who the hell made those calls? There was just enough truth in some of the things she said to make me believe some of it…y’know, just like a psychic — generalizations. But I’m sure I’ll get over it with a little sleep. But for the rest of my life, there will be that little lingering "what if" and "who was it" up in my head. Oh well.
On the brighter side, though, I got to hear my own voice on the radio tonight using the word "expodite". So I guess that makes up for everything….
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