attention jordan: let me sleep. please.
i hate it when people call my house before 12 pm. why? this this simple: i like to friggin sleep. it's really not that hard to comprehend really. however, to morons like "jordan", it is.
scene numbero uno: tis 10:37 am. phone rings. i awake and let the phone ring a few times so it registers in my half awake brain that i have to get the phone because my brother's lazy.
me: *grumbles* hello?
jordan: hey cindy! wadduuuppp?
me: who is this? *snores*
jordan: hello? anybody there? cindy!?
phone: starts beeping because it’s dead
moral of this story: don't call me before 12 pm...especially if you don't know what your name is.
scene numbero uno: tis 10:37 am. phone rings. i awake and let the phone ring a few times so it registers in my half awake brain that i have to get the phone because my brother's lazy.
me: *grumbles* hello?
jordan: hey cindy! wadduuuppp?
me: who is this? *snores*
jordan: hello? anybody there? cindy!?
phone: starts beeping because it’s dead
moral of this story: don't call me before 12 pm...especially if you don't know what your name is.