What I meant for my girlfriend ended up being sent to the Facebook wall of an obsessed girl, of whom I've tried to avoid talking to.
Completely my fault: I texted "I can't get enough of you :)"
Obsessed lady replied: "eat your heart out babe ;) HAHAHAHAHAHA jk :D <3 mac I never talk to you anymore!"
Well, crap, now she wants to talk to me?! WHY OH WHY CAN'T I TEXT THE RIGHT PERSON AT THE RIGHT TIME?!?!
(#FirstWorldProblem)
Well, snap. Thankfully, some quick communication skills Courtney and myself have developed stopped this from blowing up like the royal wedding set atop V's evil plan for vendetta.
I dusted my hands like homer after a failed DIY project and chuckled appropriately. Mission accomplished, blanco niño. Mission accomplished.
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