Preparing for a trip to see the family up north in jolly old Idaho. Supposed to be quite a bit chilly. Looking forward to it since I haven't seen that bit of my family in almost a year, now. Trying to finalize some songs to the point where I can put them on the inter-web. Shooting for at least a few (I know, I'm really setting myself a iron-clad guideline here, right?) by thursday evening / Friday Morning so I can take them up there and see what the family thinks.
I may have accidentally pocket called one of my ex-girlfriends the other day. We're still on pretty good terms, but we don't talk a whole lot. I figure either I slept with my phone in my pocket, or I sleep-called her and might have told her things I wouldn't have normally said. I left her a message, and told her I thought it was a pocket call, and have yet to hear back. I hope it was a pocket call. I would hate to think I called her in my sleep and had some bizarre conversation about whatever I would talk about in my sleep.
I may have accidentally pocket called one of my ex-girlfriends the other day. We're still on pretty good terms, but we don't talk a whole lot. I figure either I slept with my phone in my pocket, or I sleep-called her and might have told her things I wouldn't have normally said. I left her a message, and told her I thought it was a pocket call, and have yet to hear back. I hope it was a pocket call. I would hate to think I called her in my sleep and had some bizarre conversation about whatever I would talk about in my sleep.
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Pocket calling: The dangerous sister of drunk dialing.