Tuesday, June 28, 2011

T.M.I

You ever regret asking a question knowing that the answer will be more than you expected? I felt that way after Sam texted me last night before bed. It was 1am and I sent him a text "<3", usually letting him know that I'm getting ready to sleep. He sent me a heart text back. I then sent him a text asking how work was going, expecting a short answer of either "busy/boring/good". Was that the answer I got back? Nope:

i have brain matter on my pants

Yeck! Not wanted I needed to know. Usually, I'm lucky that he doesn't delve into so much detail when he tells me about work, but other times I hear it all. I told him not to send me a picture of that. A fellow officer dared him to send a picture of his elbow the other night. He just sent me another "<3". I said I loved him too and to clean his pants before I saw him next. I know him. He'd probably leave that gunk on his pants for a good while before they saw the inside of the washing machine or sink.

I'm sure I'll hear what happened on Thursday. I didn't see anything about it online but I'll keep checking back just in case.