I cleaned my voicemail inbox today. There were 37 messages. All full up. Nobody has been able to leave a new message in months. For some reason, listening to voicemails as they come in is such a chore for me. Which is stupid, but there ya go. It has been so long since I have signed into my voicemail that I forgot which number to press to delete, so I had to listen to the whole first message to get to the options. It was from someone I used to spend a lot of time with, but who no longer fits in my life. Strange. Deleted.
A few messages were from a machine. Probably someone wanting the money I said I would pay. That's usually what "personal business matter" means. It's synonymous with "gimme those dollars, chumpenheimer." I'll get to it. I swear.
My favorite messages were from my best buds. I had 3 singing voicemails. 2 from Jess and 1 from Jenny. Jessica's voicemails are particularly artistic. Now that there is room in my mailbox, perhaps she will leave more for Nessacita. This is one song she sang to me:
Maybe I will call Jess today to sing to her.....mostly, though, she just says, "That hurts my ears."
oh my goodness, you make me laugh so hard. I do not remember leaving that message, that is how old it is. I have not left you one if forever because of your stupid inbox. I will be leaving you more singing messages soon! Love you friend!
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