Jan 27, 2005 23:52
So I'm in the bathroom fussing with my hair when I hear the phone ring.
Who the hell's calling me at THIS hour, espeically on a night like tonight? I snag it, it's a welcomed call nonetheless.
"Mike here--" It's Ted. How lucky I am to get a phone call? At least SOMEONE remembers to give me love.
My hands push back the falling strands of blonde hair, making a close nose of my hairline. Is it getting thinner, or is that just my imagination? What IS that--!? Don't tell me that's a white hair.
I freak and pull it anyway. Not like I need that there anyway.
"Vacation--? Keystone City?" Adjusting my hair to the dishelved way it was before hand, I grin. "Whoa, whoa-- You had me at vacation. Just let me get my swim trunks and we'll-- What? Snow?
.....
Like that's stopped me before?
YEAH. You'll bring yours if you know what's good for you. Yeah-- you got it."
I don't even say goodbye before I hang up the phone. I'm excited.
HELL YES! I'm getting away from this joint and getting some action.
Walking past my floor length mirror I strike a pose, giving myself a wink. "Keystone'll love me."