Phone rings. Three times. Waking our heroine from a deep, actually dream-filled, sleep.
K: [whispers] "hello?"
Mystery Caller X: "Mooshi Mooshi! aldkjaoeij ao;weijr aoweiru oaweirhoawierhoawieh..."
K: [thinks to self: self...you do not speak Japanese] "Wrong number..."
[click, roll over, snuggle back into covers]
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6:30 A.M.
R turns the dryer on. [squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek goes the closet door]
[rolls over, returns to sleep-like state]
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7:50 A.M.
***BEEP*** ***BEEP*** ***BEEP*** ***BEEP*** [fumbles for button...click]
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8:15 A.M.
[thinks to self: Crap. I was just dreaming that I had already gotten up and ready for work. Now, I am running late...]
19 January 2006
5 A.M.
Posted by MezzoCO at 10:31 AM
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2 comments:
aww.....
man, i hate it when i do that. i'm always so confused when i find myself in bed with drool dried on my cheek.
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