August 28, 2004: Night of the bizarre phonecalls.
Last night I went to this party down in Little Five Points. It wasn't particularly interesting. I had one beer, then the keg floated. So I had one glass of punch (punch conspicuously missing any hunch, I might add) and then it ran out. The only real excitment came from some moron attempting to call Ronnie a nigger. And, inexplicably, he was wearing a Bob Marley shirt. Weird.
Anyway, the strangest things that happened to me last night were not at the party. While I was getting ready, I get a phone call from some crazy foreign area code. It turns out that it was my friend Megan's friend, who I have never met, in fucking New Jersey. This in itself is a bit unusual. Even stranger, she called to ask me if I was single. Apparently she was thinking of going to visit Megan in Orlando sometime this fall, but she didn't want to go unless she knew someone else. So I told her I'd be down there Halloween weekend.
Mystery Girl: "Cool, I was thinking of heading down there that weekend too; maybe we can hook up."
Me: "Um, well, you never know."
How fucking weird is that? Do things like that happen to anyone else?
Anyway, onto strange phonecall number two. While at the lame party, I get a call from an ex. Apparently, she was listening to "Take On Me" by A-Ha, and it reminder her of me for some reason. So, after singing a few bars into the phone, she tells me that she loves me and then hangs up. What the fucking hell? By way of explanation, she now goes to my school and I've made a valient attempt to not be mean to her thus far. But still, how weird is that?
Last night I went to this party down in Little Five Points. It wasn't particularly interesting. I had one beer, then the keg floated. So I had one glass of punch (punch conspicuously missing any hunch, I might add) and then it ran out. The only real excitment came from some moron attempting to call Ronnie a nigger. And, inexplicably, he was wearing a Bob Marley shirt. Weird.
Anyway, the strangest things that happened to me last night were not at the party. While I was getting ready, I get a phone call from some crazy foreign area code. It turns out that it was my friend Megan's friend, who I have never met, in fucking New Jersey. This in itself is a bit unusual. Even stranger, she called to ask me if I was single. Apparently she was thinking of going to visit Megan in Orlando sometime this fall, but she didn't want to go unless she knew someone else. So I told her I'd be down there Halloween weekend.
Mystery Girl: "Cool, I was thinking of heading down there that weekend too; maybe we can hook up."
Me: "Um, well, you never know."
How fucking weird is that? Do things like that happen to anyone else?
Anyway, onto strange phonecall number two. While at the lame party, I get a call from an ex. Apparently, she was listening to "Take On Me" by A-Ha, and it reminder her of me for some reason. So, after singing a few bars into the phone, she tells me that she loves me and then hangs up. What the fucking hell? By way of explanation, she now goes to my school and I've made a valient attempt to not be mean to her thus far. But still, how weird is that?
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kestrel:
Just say 'NO' to girls!
kestrel:
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