My best friend from home gave my number to a friend of hers from the American Dance something-or-other this past summer. He just moved to the city and doesn't know a lot of people. Plus he's male. And straight, somehow, or this is the speculation. He left me a voicemail and I called him back. Now we're playing phone tag. But I wish I could rewind and listen to the message I left him. I don't remember exactly what I said, but I do recall something that went along these lines:
". . .she told me you would call so don't worry I don't think you're crazy or anything wow that's awkward nevermind anyway . . ."
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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