I had dinner with my friend Christian tonight. We probably see each other like… twice a year? He always apologizes for being a bad friend/person, and my token response is “well it’s established that I’m a good enough friend/person for the both of us!”

We’ve been friends since 2006 I guess? I was INFATUATED with him when we were in high school. I arguably followed him to FSU, if you want to split hairs about my reasoning. Anyway, him rejecting me is the best thing he’s ever done for me, and possibly the worst thing he’s ever done for himself. When he’s complaining about his girlfriend for whatever dumb things he can come up with to complain about re: her (her worst flaws, in his opinion, seem to be sweetness and naivety) and I’m like WE COULD HAVE HAD IT AAAAAAALL /Adele but not really. It’s something we can joke about so openly now that high school Sam definitely cries herself to sleep.

It was nice though. I always dread seeing him for some reason and it always turns out to be a nice few hours and a free dinner. We talked about tuberculosis, Jim Caviezel, guns, and Childish Gambino. The people around us at Chili’s were probably like WTF.