Since My Phone Still Ain't Ringing, I Assume It Still Ain't You

(There is probably only one person who reads this blog that will get that title song reference; Kim, I'm looking at you. I know how Gatling Gun feels about country music. Bella is probably too young and I don't know if LK listens to country - or did 20 years ago.)

So Flyboy is still not speaking to me for no apparent reason. I sent him a text message yesterdy and still, utter and complete radio silence.

Now what do I do? I have to get my watch back from him somehow, forcing me to continue to wonder when he might see his way clear to respond. Asshole.

I guess I'll call him in a few days if I haven't heard from him by then.