Holla at a playa.

Today, Chris and I were sitting in the kitchen having some killer leftover Italian (God, I will miss NY food.). Somehow, it was brought to my attention that had Chris not met her girlfriend Colleen, she would have just dated promisuously for the rest of her life.

I think this might have been the highlight of my workday:


Chris: Yeah, I was the playa that cheated on everyone.
Me: Hm. Really?
Chris: Yeah. Once, I had four girlfriends at one time.
Me: Seriously, HOW did you do that?
Chris: Uh... I was BUSY.


Maybe you just had to be there. That, or my work life is boring.