boy do I have another story to tell: my trip to DC, my getting to the hotel, my aunt not having clothes on when I opened the door.
Why is my life continually filled with awkward moments?!
People should know better than to wake me in the morning with absurd phone calls. I can't even remember what Janey was talking about as I picked up the phone. Understanding her warp speed verbosity is a difficult task in itself; understanding her plans in a semi-coherent state in the morning made it impossible.
That, AND my uncle woke me up 2 hours later to talk to my Aunt. This conversation I could not remember either.
The point is not to call me in the morning, as I am going back to bed and will most likely not remember it.
1 comment:
hahahahaha
that's why my plans fell through!
awwww, have fun in DC. miss you!
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