me: LOL remember when you said we could go on a double date if darren and i sat all the way in the back of the movie theater? GOOD TIMES. meg: LMAO IT WAS THE BEST THING I EVER SAID OK me: WOMP WOMP. meg: WOMP
the favorite part about my life is “hating” on darren because it’s hilarious
… did he win the lottery? … did YOU win the lottery?
NO HE DID NOT and well i did hit $42 on a dollar scratch off the other day so i totally won. but it turns out it was just a nice phone call and he didn’t yell at me at all. actually he said it was good that i figured out how to get into the lottery machine. because we have one of those self service vending machine looking things and i taught myself how to open it lmfao
i just woke up, my boss called and texted me but i didn’t answer yet since…i just woke up. and he wants me to call about the lottery which…i don’t know why? i left him a note that the machine was full, so i pulled out the money and put it in the safe. that’s all i did. so what does he need to talk to me about?
After just one night, this guy got a string of batshit crazy texts from this girl because he didn’t want to hang out the next night. Like seriously, someone-needs-some-anti-crazy-pills-right-now kind of crazy.