I have a secret. Every time my phone rings at work (especially in the afternoon), I secretly hope it's J calling me. And whenever it isn't (which is often, since I'm at work and people do sometimes call me about work stuff there, and also, J is also at work, and can't be calling my needy ass all day long), I get disappointed.
I'm such a sucker for a call from my man. Or a smile from him. Or a sarcastic word from him. I'll take whatever I can get. :)
(Yes, I know, you're all puking on your keyboards now. :P)
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Also, and this has nothing to do with the above whatsoever...someone at my work is going to see Billy Joel in concert with some friends. She has no idea who Billy Joel is or what he sings. She claims it's because she's 25 and spent her youth listening to rap, but that doesn't seem to be any kind of an excuse to me. How do you live in this world and not even know Piano Man? Or Uptown Girl or any of the other multiple hits he's had in the last three decades? That ticket is lost on her.
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I saw Billy Joel twice in the Dome while I was a student at Syracuse.
And I'm a 27 year old who has been known to listen to rap.
I'm just saying is all...
P.S. You and J are ADORABLE!!!
Thank you! You're the same age as her (almost), and have the same music listening history, and yet you know who Billy Joel is, because you don't live under a rock. I'm not sure what my coworker's problem is.
Also, thanks. :)
I at least know those songs and I'm 23! Then again, I think the Rolling Stones and The Ramones are pretty awesome, so I'm not entirely out of the loop. XD
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