I had two interesting conversations via text message yesterday that I thought would be funny and/or interesting enough to share with you.

MP (bass player friend): hey, lady. do you have Joel’s #? u better come to the show on May 17!
me (I’m a guy, by the way.): ‘Hey lady’? I suspect this message may have been meant for someone else. Just a hunch. :)
MP: nope, u lindsey. . .:) I need the sound guy’s #.
me: Yeah, but this is [my name], though. :) God bless ya for being persistent.
MP: hahaha. I am a dope.

And then the one late last night:

LJ: Yay insomnia.
me: Again? I’m up too, naturally. Watching anime.
LJ: I’m contemplating whether or not insanity leads to a heightened sense of living.
[I think this is too big and interesting a subject to discuss via text, so I call her. No answer.]
me: Tried to call you. Not answering?
LJ: [after long pause] Was in the bathroom. Going to bed. G’nite.
me: Okay. Talk to you soon!

Pfft. DisapPOINTed. I was looking forward to hearing about whether or not insanity leads to a heightened sense of living. Last night. Conversations like that are always best when they happen well after midnight.

Oh yeah. The anime I was watching was called Ghost Hound. I was going to post a link to a web site about it, but it has a bunch of story details, and since I’ve only seen three episodes (out of twenty two, I think it is), I didn’t want to spoil it for myself, so I stopped reading. I’ll have to write about some of the series I’ve found lately, and how I don’t like most anime, but that’ll be an entry for another day.