March 13, 2006
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I didn't hear anything from Shank, so I text-messaged him to tell him where we were at. (Calling was difficult, as it was LOUD.) Didn't hear a peep out of him, so I must conclude that he blew ME off. Or he doesn't have text-messaging, but who the heck doesn't have text-messaging?!
I'm insulted.
Posted by Jenelle at March 13, 2006 01:08 AM | TrackBackI don't have text messaging. I don't think.
I just don't get it.
Posted by: Paul at March 13, 2006 06:36 AMSending a written note with a phone is a lot like rubbing two lighters together to start a fire.
Posted by: Jim at March 13, 2006 01:02 PMDog, I got your texts the next morning. Sent you back a couple telling you where we were at saturday night, and I called you.
It's okay though, I'd hate to drive a wedge between you and that boyfriend of yours. };p
Posted by: shank at March 13, 2006 08:28 PMShank, you are a lying liar. You never texted or called.
Posted by: Jenelle at March 13, 2006 08:41 PMNo, then there's a mistake somewhere. I mean, I was drunk and all, but I distinctly remember texting you and leaving a voicemail. Unless I got your number wrong; which would be hilarious. I'll have to check that.
Posted by: shank at March 14, 2006 09:11 AMI am sticking to my "lying liar" theory. Unless you're the type who doesn't listen to voicemail greetings.
Posted by: Jenelle at March 14, 2006 07:36 PMOkay, fuck. I just called the number I had in my phone for you, and it was some poor bastard named Jolene. Hahahahaha, dude, she was getting some random ass messages this past weekend!
I'll have to check my email to see if I entered the number correctly. If I did, then you're the lieing liar.
Oh fuck. I had the wrong damn number.
Posted by: shank at March 14, 2006 09:28 PM