Jul 24, 2005 12:12
Well I just woke up, tired, and unaware. I looked around a bit, wondering why I never got any phone calls this morning, and realized that I couldn't find my phone. I searched for a few minutes, looking in the most obvious places, before I realized where I might have put it.
"That was a dream though, right?"
See, I distinctly remember at some point in a dream I grabbed my phone and put it in my dresser next to my bed. But that was a dream, right? Because seriously, that means someone called me at some weird hour, and I don't really remember that.
I look in the dresser. The phone is there. I flip it open, and look to see I've missed 9 calls.
"Wow"
I go down the list, slowly, counting to 9, and land on a number I don't really recognize. I check the time on it. "4 am?" So maybe I wasn't dreaming? I check the number on Google.
"Oh....that makes more sense."
I'm kind of curious to call Jessi and see what the deal was though, cause damn, 4 am, that's harsh. I apparently was half-aware of putting the phone in the dresser, but otherwise, put it off as a dream when I woke up. FUN TIMES.
So, sorry everyone, apparently in my sleep, I'm an idiot.