March 3, 2013 Hey, Julia ......... it's me ....... Kind of glad you're not picking up — this'll be easier. Maybe. So. Here goes. I'm going to ask you to do something for me. It's not an ordinary best friend kind of favor — God, I wish it was. I wish I just needed you to pick up my dry cleaning or something ...
March 3, 2013 Hi, sweetie. I don't really want to say this on a message, but I just can't wait any longer. You know how we were snuggled up under the blanket in the park last week? Yeah, that was nice. Our six-month anniversary.
March 2, 2013 The llama was not my fault. Don't hang up! You probably hung up. How long is a voice mail message? Three minutes? Look, you're going to have to call me back. There is no way I'm gonna be able to explain everything in three minutes. You're not gonna call me back.
March 2, 2013 You're sleeping, I know. That's why I'm calling. I'm staring at the old Spitalfields church and someone is playing a bagpipe on a roof across the street. I never even wanted to enter a church before we came here. Now I'm crying in every cathedral. It's London, this city.
March 1, 2013 Growing up in 1960s Nebraska, Linda Hernandez and her sister were among the few Latino students in town. When it was time to take the SAT, their guidance counselor told them not to bother. She told them that "all we would do is have babies," Linda says.
February 24, 2013 Hey, sweets. It's me. Found your note in the crisper. So sneaky! Glad to know you'll miss me more than fresh produce even when you're facing a year's worth of dehydrated broccoli and beefish bits. Spam! Made me smile. And sad. Did you hide more?
February 24, 2013 First of all, I'm not sure you know this, but there's no need for you to say, "Leave a message after the tone," because the automated woman says that immediately after you. It's redundant. I thought you should know.
February 23, 2013 Hey mom, it's Kelsey, sorry for calling so late. I'm kinda glad you didn't answer though, this is will be easier if I can just let my words dribble out without any interruption.
February 23, 2013 Dude, yeah. It's me. Look, what is the deal? Where are you? You haven't responded to a single email. Everyone is worried, man. We checked your Facebook and you haven't updated your status in a week. A freaking week. You haven't even liked anything. And you like everything. Like. Like. Like.