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Tuesday, November 04, 2003
a thing to make you go "hmmm"
No one really knows my phone number at work, and actually only one person has ever called me here, but even he didn't use my extension. In order to reach my voicemail, you have to dial my extension. So how strange was it when I found that I had a voicemail the other day and when I checked it, it was a 3 minute message of "La la la, la la la la la, can't get you outta my head, boy you're all that I think about." And that was it. No name, no number, no message... well, other than what the song was saying. Hmmm... |