Check yo’ milf before you wreck yo’ milf
I hate to seem like one of those self-important people who flicks out their cell phone every two seconds to see if they’ve received a call or text, but I keep feeling these phantom vibrations from my phone and have to keep checking it. Freaks me out. Maybe it’s the radioactive waves wreaking havoc on the bloodstream beneath my thigh since I keep my phone in my pocket. Wonderful.
I had lunch with an old co-worker yesterday who is coming back to work for the company. It was a delight to see her again and reminisce on old times. It was certainly a different generation of HR staff back then (all of four, five years ago). We had our little happy hour clique. Now, everyone is much more career-minded and ambitious. It’s not a bad thing. Just different.
Tonight, I’m having drinks with an old flame. I made the idiot mistake of severing ties with him many years ago, and really let what could have been a good thing go. He’s in a relationship now, but was always a cool guy, so I looked him up on Facebook and we re-connected. And I could always use another friend.
But if you don’t already know, then hear it now: Once you have a good thing, don’t let it go. Don’t let pride or pettiness be an impediment to your ultimate happiness. It’s not fucking worth it. *cue dramatic church music*
Happy 3869 Buddhist New Year.
