"All the dudes jockin', beats steady knockin'..."
Saturday, Oct. 20, 2007 - 12:59 p.m.
So there I was, trying to call "Jenny" back right after I posted that last entry.
Just for reference, I composed and posted that entry after having upwards of six back-to-back "On That Patron Need To Get Like Me" shots, discussing and displaying my secret tattoo with the owner of a tattoo shop I was referred to in the past because he has the same one on his hand, and calling some fool out on being a liar.
So yeah, I'm needlessly scrolling through my phonebook to get to her number. It's 4:45am and I'm in the passenger seat of my car for safety purposes. I'm sleepy, tired and definitely drizzunk. I could have SWORN I hit "Jenny" but once I heard the voice on the voicemail message, I knew I had made a mistake when I had hit the green call button.
I heard Jerramy's baritone and damn-near sobered up. LOL. THANKFULLY, the call went straight to voicemail, so I knew I wouldn't have to worry about getting a "wtf" call the next day.
I don't know why I still have his number in my phone either. Guess it's time for that fall phone cleaning...
But damn, calling that fool by mistake? Geez! I have got to do better.