My friend and I took Mojo Rising out to lunch because he's moving on from our current work situation. I'm going to really miss him. Who else is going to deliver the irreverent refrain amidst frantic chaos, instruct me about the intricacies of his harem, or encourage me to date 20-year-olds? I need to surround myself with irrationally fun people because maturity is so overrated. Left to my own devices I'll check my bank account statement ten times a day and plot my Netflix schedule, while checking off "buy label maker" from my obsessive To Do List. OK, so maybe I'll have a five minute salsa dance with a 23-year-old gardener who has a thing for giration, but, really, with ten non-consecutive years (rough estimation) of singlehood under my belt, how %$#@ cheap is that...? I know there's more to life than shopping, working, and ritualized fun...
Just for today, I value my fun friends.



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