...or maybe it's just me.
i've been up for more than an hour now thanks to the abbreviated american playing on my phone. who does that? wakes up in the middle of the night "drunk" calling people while sober. my child. one of my friends called back and when i heard the phone ring, i figured he was going thru my ringtones. i took my phone and told him to go to bed, not thinking to look at it. didn't realize that was a callback until he texted asking if i was ok because he saw i called. oops. had to reply that was the kid-person, but i can only imagine what was going thru his head. thoughts like 'she never calls me' or 'is this a prank' maybe 'what is she doing up' hell i don't know. i do know that i am now up before the daggone rooster and i wish i could go back to sleep (kinda the way the abbreviated american did twenty minutes after his calling spree). this is the part that sucks. kinda makes me want to wake him up and make him entertain me for my troubles. now that doesn't sound like a bad idea.
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