That's not amazing newlifemedia. And you're not amazing.
Heh, I'm just kidding NLM, you're all right. (This joke structure stolen from Flexo, Bender's Non-Evil Twin, of Futurama.)
My oddly coincidental moment came when I was driving home late one night. I stopped for gas. For no reason, I thought of an old girlfriend I hadn't thought of in months. (This was about a year after she had ripped out my heart, used it like a Kleenex, stomped on it, picked it up and stabbed it, chopped it into tiny little pieces, put it on a pan and put it in the oven and cooked the *beep* out of it, then put it on a plate and served it to me and wanted me to say, "Mmmmm. That tastes great." We parted amicably.)
I got home right as my room mate was getting up to go to work. I asked him if there were any calls and he said no. Then when he was leaving for work I asked again and he said, "Oh yeah, some girl called at like 11 last night, but she didn't leave a name." I checked call return and it was her.
Tales of Interest! You read it, you can't unread it.
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