tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-564771147124354640.post-10356285078210586102008-05-01T23:27:00.000-07:002008-05-02T00:16:02.510-07:00hey blog,<br /><br />i've missed you today! <br /><br />what are you doing tonight? do you want to get together?<br /><br />you know you want to...<br /><br />damnit! why don't you pick up!?! why don't you ever pick up when i call you? <br /><br />i bet you're screening your calls.<br /><br />um, well, i don't care. i'm just going to keep blathering anyway. not that you ever show you care either way. <br /><br />gawd, i hate you.<br /><br />no, forget what i just said. i didn't mean it. please forgive me.<br /><br />i'm drunk. <br /><br />it's my mother-in-law's birthday and i've had too much to drink but that doesn't mean my feelings for you aren't real. uh, well, except for when i said i hate you. but you didn't take me seriously, right?<br /><br />i love you...<br /><br />huh?<br /><br />this is your voicemail, isn't it?<br /><br />wait a second, why did the message say that i had reached someone named doug?<br /><br />who is this? and why is your number the same as my blog's!?! i don't know any <em>doug</em>!<br /><br />blog, are you cheating on me!?! why is doug's name on your answering machine?<br /><br />did i do something wrong? was it something i said?<br /><br />blog, please pick up!<br /><br />i swear i won't be mad if you and doug have something going on. i totally understand. i haven't been there for you lately, but i promise things will change.<br /><br />i'm sorry.<br /><br />i know. it's my fault.<br /><br />please forgive me. just pick up and tell me you forgive me.<br /><br />geezus, i haven't got all night. would you please just pick up already!<br /><br />well, fuck it then!<br /><br />forget i ever called you.<br /><br />not that you give a shit in any case.<br /><br />you suck!<br /><br />yeah, you!<br /><br />you suck!<br /><br />i've had too much gin and too much sparkling wine and birthday cake and it's giving me a sugar high and a drunk buzz and i thought i'd give you a ring-y ding-y but i see i was wrong to call you...and doug.<br /><br />so, whatever. i hope you're happy with doug.<br /><br />i'm done with you. okay?!<br /><br />so don't bother to call me back when you get this. it'll be too late.<br /><br />i'm moving on.<br /><br />uh...wait. maybe i'm being too hasty. i'll give you one more chance. i just don't want you telling people that i didn't want to try to work things out with you. it would make me look like an asshole. <br /><br />anyway, call me.<br /><br />i know doug means nothing to you because you love me; even if you don't always show it, i know you do.<br /><br />we'll talk. but don't call me too early tomorrow morning; i'll still be hungover. and you know how i am when i'm hungover.<br /><br />blog, i love you.<br /><br />talk to you soon, okay?<br /><br />bye.<br /><br />oh, and don't forget, i was drunk when i left this message.<br /><br /><br /><br /><blockquote><b>but before you leave, let me remind you...</b><br /><br />“Everyone has a photographic memory. Some don't have film.”<br /> <br />-unknown</blockquote><br /><a href="http://gaycampguide.blogspot.com/">visit GAY CAMP</a><br /><a href="http://gayvilleannex.blogspot.com/">visit GAYVILLE</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/564771147124354640-1035628507821058610?l=ink2metal.blogspot.com'/></div>danny/ink2metalnoreply@blogger.com8