i totally forgot to write about this yesterday when i was talking about the weird shit i do when i'm overtired...

when we were kids, there was this girl that i was friends with for quite a while. and then around fifth grade, there was some dumb grade-school falling out and we weren't friends anymore. i can't really remember what it was about, just that she decided i was lame and she wanted to throw me out of a moving car.

so my sister michelle and i would sit in our backyard perched on top of our swingset, yelling her phone number to the kids playing in the apartment complex parking lot that was behind our house. we'd say things along the line of "hi i'm so-and-so, and my phone number is such-and-such, and you should call me because then we can hang out". we thought it was hilarious, because we were picturing them getting all kinds of random phone calls from strangers. and we yelled that phone number a lot. like every time we were in the backyard. for months.

on tuesday i tried calling michelle at work and she wasn't at her desk. so i dialed her cell phone. i got the wrong number, but thought it was weird that the voice that answered sounded familiar. i realized about a half hour later that after 15 years of not really thinking about it at all, i had dialed that girl from fifth grade's number. crazy.