Kris is bored. As far as I can tell he’s been spending a fair amount of time on the phone. It surfaced, in one of several conversations we’ve had (so far) today, that my number is on speed-dial. Not surprising, considering how frequently we talk. I’m number 9 on Kris’s speed dial.
Number 9 ???!?
OK – the phone probably has number 1 pre-set to voicemail. Julie must be number 2, and his mom must be number 3. Who the hell are 4,5,6,7&8? Kris claims that number 9 is actually a really good number – you know – corner position and all. I think he’s backpedalling like crazy.
