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Monday, December 27, 2004Why is it?
I generally talk to Sis at least once a day. Usually it's nothing very deep, just something funny that one or the other might have noticed and we know that we're the only ones that could possibly find it funny. Because we're like that, you know. Our 'men folk' roll their eyes at us. A lot. We also pass along dumb email during the day that makes us laugh. Or, if we can't talk on the phone for whatever reason, we'll email back and forth. We exchange at least two email messages a day in addition to the phone calls. Yeah, we pretty much stalk each other. Let's just say we're in constant communication. The last time I heard from Sis was Christmas night. She regaled me with stories of how our mother once again made everyone miserable for the holidays. Good times. Yesterday I was pretty much in a day-after-Christmas coma and didn't really notice that we hadn't talked or exchanged email. No big deal, there have been a few times in our lives that we've gone more than a day. Not often, but it's happened. Today I rang her cellphone at the decent hour of 10:30 a.m. and sang a song to her voicemail in my best opera-cowardly-lion voice. I also asked her a question. That is a guarantee that I'll get a call back immediately, unless she's at the movie or something. Nada. No call. I forwarded a couple of funny emails. No reply. I called again at 2:30 p.m. and noted that just like the time I called at 10:30, her phone went immediately to voicemail. Since she doesn't have a land line, her phone is NEVER off. Not even when she's at work (which she's not, by the way. She's off work this week.) Of course this leads me to believe that Sis is either tied up with duct tape and being held hostage, or she's laying in a ditch somewhere. I have now given myself a whopping headache from grinding my teeth together due to worrying all day. So, what I want to know is, why is it that I do this to myself? It's probably nothing. Although unlikely that she'd go without telling me, maybe she went to see her sig other's kids with him and her cellphone doesn't have reception or something. Yeah, that's the story that I'm going to try to stick to. Because if something did ever happen to my sister, I'd be lost. Seriously lost. RisibleGirl was blabbing on about her adventures again on 12/27 at 05:12 PM
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