'You have Beth's number. Don't use it.'
'Write a comedy bit about Sarah Palin.'
I never actually hit on myself, but so often I let myself in on inside information that I think I won't remember in 12 hours or so. It's as close as I can get to travelling in time to help...
For quite awhile, before I downloaded a Notepad and Folders for my phone, I texted myself. Whenever I was bored at a party or something, I'd begin to send myself emails and save them as drafts. The drafts would be poem ideas, thoughts, journal entries, or whatever came to my mind...
And here I was thinking I was the only one
I'm constantly forgetting plans, deadlines and even class at times
The only thing I do check is my inbox since my day planner is gathering dust somewhere between my history book collection and Lupe Fiasco