2AM phones calls = No Cool

Unknown Caller. Seriously, there's nothing I hate more than seeing that on a Caller ID. Unknown? How does this stupid little machine not know what phone number is contacting me? Not only that, but my number is super duper blocked and private but private callers still manage to get through even though its supposed to *82 before the line even starts ringing.

And 2AM? Who the hell calls a house at 2AM??? Prankers and lovers only have my cell number.

ugh. If it was a Year Zero thing, someone's gonna get a good kick in the pants.


in other news,
I found an old CD with some really really old Drive Thru stuff in there. Here's a tidbit. Sing along if you know the words.

"When Kelly cries,..makeup runs from her eyes and spills the truth...about how she feels inside. When Kelly screams, it usually means I'm not being me...but she's not being her. But anyway, I second chance...means nothing...if nothing's learned from past mistakes. And I'm sure we felt the weight... the weight! Three whole years fall on deaf ears. Are these snowflakes or solid tears ? ... Three whole years fall on deaf ears. If you can't understand our fears, it's not fair to me. Do you remember when... Kelly, do you remember when...When I figured it was cool, and I figured wrong..."

Remember jumping in unison? And when boys cut their hair short and bleached the shit out of it? Kris Roe style? and when band shirts were black? Yeah, that was cool.