I sent a dirty picture via text last night.
Hmmm. That's what happens when you start drinking at 11pm on a weeknight, I guess.
But last night was weird. I'm no stranger to a dirty text or picture, don't get me wrong. But why was last night special???
Well . . .
I have no evidence that I actually SENT the text.
I woke up this morning and clearly remembered taking the picture with my Blackberry, choosing the "send via MMS" option, typing in a message (although I can't remember what it was), and off it went into cyberspace . . . or whatever the MMS equivalent is.
But it's not in my sent items. Or my drafts. Or ANYWHERE. I checked.
I thought perhaps I'd imagined it but a quick look at the pictures saved on my phone and it confirmed I had indeed taken that picture. And I KNOW I sent it.
(Possibly the fact I also didn't get a response made it even more confusing. But that occasionally DOES happen... Unfortunately.)
So I can only assume that I deleted the evidence myself, so as not to make myself feel humiliated in the morning.
Apparently I'm censoring myself now. Hmmm.
The problem is, it's one thing to censor yourself and then forget the next morning that you ever did it . . . but if you HAVEN'T had some sort of alcohol related blackout, you're still going to remember . . . and therefore be very confused.
PS And in case you're wondering, it was a picture of my boobs . . .