i f'd up

i checked my my cell phone vm this morning and get the following msg:

"hey henry, it's gavin. i thought you and laura made plans to meet up tonight cuz she's got two girls coming over to meet you. give me a call when you get this."

how the hell did i forget this? we all met up tuesday night but i don't remember anything about thursday night. shit, maybe my gay selective hearing tuned it out? i'm going to blame laura, she had a lot to drink that night. next time i see her she's going to give me the throat slashing motion. fuck. i'm never turning my phone off again.