I was just exchanging texts with a certain someone in New York City (well, Brooklyn to be exact) when she told me that I had forgotten to take something with me when I left her place.
Specifically, the yummy matzo ball soup that her aunt made for Thanksgiving yesterday. Hard to believe. Me. Picky. Likes it.
Now the chopped liver was good...but I only had a quick taste. I get points for trying that, no?
Anyway, I started to write back to the person in question that I had too much to carrie when I left.
Yes, that is a misspelling. I'm normally a good writer - I spell well, and my grammar is good.
I realized my mistake before I hit "send", but I laughed to myself.
Just a reminder that I might deeply like this person...
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