This morning's ring ring.

left the house early this am to get some stuff done before the crowd showed up.- I had a text msg from Mrs. File from last night that said "call me at 0### to make sure I'm up"

so my phone alarm goes off at 0###, and I call her up on the house phone.

Her- UM
me hey

her- YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE.

me - why- it's 0### and I'm calling to make sure you're up"

her- well, last night you had a pair of pink roses tattooed on the back of your left shoulder, and you wouldn't tell me where you'd gotten them, when you'd gotten them or why you'd gotten them. Then you grabbed your chest like you were having a heart attack and were walking and swaying around the room and I was so terrified, I was trying to ask you if I should call 911, but I couldn't even speak or get off the bed and you were just moaning and holding your chest.....then I got mad and yelled at you that if you could do that, I can do ANYTHING I want like get some tattoos or a bunch of piercings or whatever". "then i woke up and I was still mad at you."

me- whoa-

She came by the office at lunch and made me show her the back of my left shoulder.

I asked her what she was going to have pierced.....