I know what you're saying, but this combination of words just doesn't make sense to me. I don't know why. I think friendships don't end, like if this person was really your friend, nothing would end that, so maybe this person wasn't really your friend. This is just someone you're not down with anymore.

Anyway, I went to work and shrugged off my students' attempts to get me to dance (because they heard that I'm good). Set up a meet to pick up some sugino 75's. Oh yeah, went to a restaurant and got a number (75) for a table for 3, then waited until the d-bag host calls 78 for a table for 3. They sit down and we were like "....?" and the d-bag didn't even apologize, he's just like "oh, okay". This is the guy's ONLY job, literally, to find the open tables and seat people, and he screwed that up.

Home now, probably gonna lift some weights and drink a beer.