Originally Posted by
Avestheman
Three weeks ago, however, as I was leaving Manhattan, gym bag in hand, I got a call from my GF. Her plans were canceled and wanted to know if I had any interest in coming over to bake cookies with her little counsins... Wait, WHAT?! I mean, I had a huge not-good-for-me sandwich at lunch, so I felt like I should run around, and I [...] (wanted to do other stuff, because baking cookies is stupid and boring)
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STOP!!! What was I doing? "Yes, I'll come make cookies."
Growing up isn't that bad.