"Hey you've reached me, by whatever name you know me as. Sorry I've missed your call...or I'm sorry because I'm ignoring it. Depends who you are. Leave one."

(Reach mun here, too.)

( here )

No, it's not fair. I'll stop thinking about it when you do.

Besides. I think I've got plenty on my plate with just the one as it is, don't you?

Miami is so friggin' boring sometimes.

Struck out again. It's getting old.

It's my birthday. I want a unicorn.

Rather have puppy than girlfriend anyway.

Guess it's all good timing that Uncle Sam is borrowing my couch and I'm single again. Or something.

Though it is really amusing watching my parents put up with him crashing there. I'm just an evil child like that.