There's a girl I meet for coffee sometimes, and every single time she is late. Every time. Arg. In an effort to not get so worked up about it, I play a game of guessing how late she's going to be. Bonus points if she's even later. This way, it almost seems disappointing if she's on time.
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CREEPY! Mid-blog, this girl walked into the Starbucks I'm at and said, "Hi."
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