Saturday, August 28, 2004

...tap on my window, knock on my door...

Everytime the phone rings, I am disappointed. Because as much as I love hearing from Rachel and Cheryl and Janie, they are not who I keep hoping will call. On that front, the phone has been silent all day. And ps: he is a jerk for not calling.

I bought a cute t-shirt, and earrings and a bracelet today, and I still feel kind of bummy. I would like to drink tonight but we see what I get up to when I drink, so probably not the best idea.