It’s no secret that my phone rings off the hook. I mean I am practically famous. Ring, ring, vibrate, vibrate, beep, beep … it’s always notifying me of new phone calls, new voicemails, new text messages. Another fan dying to hear my voice, I guess. It’s exhausting. So much so, I decided to expose my phone log here on my widely read and pretty-much-famous blog. If your name is on this list please stop calling me aaaallll the time. I know I’m cool, but geez. Give me some space.
(No, Jen is not my sister, it’s code for “fan”)
