A while back, there was some shitty Dane Cook movie called "Good Luck Chuck." I didn't see it, and I don't know anyone who did. As I understand it, the premise was that Dane Cook would date some girl and then whoever she dated after him, would be her husband.
I might be Good Luck Chuck. I might be Dane Cook, which is the worst person I've ever been compared to.
Do you remember Richard? He's engaged to that girl now.
Do you remember Tom? Yeah, he's engaged too.
I found out this weekend. I did not take it well. There was already a laundry list of external stressors (I'll cover those another day), but I drank myself to sleep. I'm not in a healthy spot right now.
Clearly.
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