after about 1/2 a bottle of vodka with a co-worker
it was very friendly. hello how do you do. i just met her and hung out for a bit – he said about the girl in vegas.
I drove to see you, and I adore you – but i’m very sleepy so I need to talk to you more tomorrow if that’s ok. (i returned his call at 1:45am).
My problem Ethan, is not other girls, I laughed at the idea of them, it’s that YOU are the guy that if you said drop everything in CA and move out here to New York I’D ACTUALLY CONSIDER IT. – He said he was flattered and I said I don’t want you to be flattered I want you to know you’re a jack ass for making me feel this way. He laughed and said you’re so cute when you’re a little drunk (I hate that I called him being typsy like this)
Tell me you love me
You know I love you
Bla bla bla, you’re an ass
he laughed – I’ll talk to you tomorrow before you have to sport.. . what time do you have to work
I’ll call you before then dear
Yah whatever, tell me you adore me
You know I adore you, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow
Bla, good night Ethan
– someone take my phone away when I’ve been drinking, I love being me – er wait…..NO I DON’T
ps. on August 5, 2005 I deleted the message Brandt Michaels left for me on my cel phone June 8, 2003 at 3 am. I felt no loss nor any sense of release. Guess it was just the right time to do so.
pps. Today is Riley Jones’ b-day. le sigh – I called a few times, no answer. He’s in Connecticut for now then home to Redding, CA then to Hawaii for about 3- 4 weeks then back home. I may go and visit after his return.