Dusty. Called me. DUSTY. "Hi, this is Dusty. Um, I'm looking for Jeffery, he used to go to Snider..."
I haven't heard from her in -years-. She was on her lunch break and finally got the nerve to cold call me. Amusingly, she said she looked up my number because of the recent Weird Al album release and memories. I'm strangely okay with that amount of geekery.
We talked about jobs and school and S.O.'s, religion (she's catholic!!), and schedules...I'm going to be taking an evening to take her out to dinner and catch up. Well, as soon as I get a day off. :P
God damn. Blast from the past. Makes me tingly and is a neat way to start off the day!