I just spent 18 glorious minutes on the phone with Eric. And I just realized, he called on the 1-week anniversary of Amanda calling and making me smile. And Jill's texting me about coming down to NY anyway to go to her and Manny's party. Aww. I love my friends.
Right, Eric. I was thinking about him recently. And when I got my phone in September, the numbers didnt' transfer themselves over, so I used to have 300 + people in there, but now it's at around 85. Somehow, Eric wasn't one of those people. But I saw the (718) 938, and... that's my Eric. And he was calling me.
And I love him so damn much.
I love him. And we talked about work and debt and applications for my rich husband and him maybe going to STERN, and when my student was asked to name a state and he picked Wyoming and how I told them the story about my crazy friend who didn't believe Wyoming was a state.
Now I miss him more, though.
Prom dates RULE <33
Do I like him again? No, we're 6 years beyond that, but I most definitely love him (is that apparent yet?).
Remember that time I promised to post things of substance?
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