I forgot to do something
I need to do something
I need to sign up to do something that I will soon forget.
Billy and I were dating and we were in an awkward pre-DTR* stage.
I called and left a message on his machine in his tiny Little Henry’s apartment on Cox Street in Auburn.
I don’t even remember what it was about but I wasn’t happy with the original message because I called right back and left another.
And then another.
And then another!
I’m telling you people it was like that scene in Swingers!