I have AMAZING friends who love to ski and drink too much Chablis!I have a CRAZY job and travel ALL THE TIME: Little Rock, Reno, Raleigh... Sometimes I think I should slow down, because I just wanna live in the moment. ""I'm an ambitious 36-year-old with a high-profile job. Sorry, couch potatoes and guys making less than 6K.
Relax, don't overthink it, and remember that what you're putting up is the equivalent of first-date banter.
(which isn't that great but man, that was, like, the dream of the '90s) or because I was obsessed with coding as a teen (shut up, I was so cool, you guys) or because I work too much or because I'm hardly ever at bars unless I'm performing and even then, when someone hits on me it's like throwing flirtation into the wind and hoping it lands somewhere near my brain. Seriously, if I had a dime for every time a friend told me, "Lane, they were hitting on you!!!
" or even, "Lane, they're totally in love with you and have been for over eight years," I'd have at least 70 cents, maybe 90.
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