Shopping with my soon-to-be "ex-boss" at the brand new H&M on 42nd Street for a new, first day at my new job outfit, drinking cosmos together after work, texting her later that night (while drunk) that boy do I have a story for her then spending the first twenty or so minutes of today spilling it like we're a pair of high school drama queens.
Taking a jell-o shot like I'm on Spring Break in Key West except this one was not off my best friend's chest.
Eating a cupcake out of a paper cup while dodging busses in the center of the streets in mid-town while trying to hail a cab uptown to continue the celebration at a bar where we sort of drink for free, talking to the cabbie who had no interest in us and was confused about Queens actually being a "part" of this great city, getting the inside scoop on the way uptown, remembering why I'm friends with these girls in the first place.
Being hungover at work and having nothing to do besides watch time tick by.
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