I don't know if this is necessarily the place to post this, but I've been thinking about something that happened last year that I found kind of hilarious, now sort of removed from the situation. Of course, all the names have been changed.
I was really good friends with a kid named Billy in junior high. Went to different elementary and high schools, and we really didn't keep in touch. Coincidentally, I ran into him at freshman orientation at an out-of-state university. We became best friends. We started rooming together sophomore year and didn’t stop for 5 years.
A couple of years ago, he asked me if I'd like to move in with him and his new wife. They invested in a really nice home in a really nice part of town, and were scraping together pennies, now that she pushed to finish her last year of grad school. I like his wife a lot. She's a terrific woman. She's super-nice, attractive, funny. I'd be lucky to find a woman like her. I had just broken up with someone. The house was way nicer than the place I was staying, cheaper by half, and closer to my job. This was a no-brainer. I also didn't mind when a coworker of his, Mark moved in the month after me. Mark is an awesome guy. Mark just invested in a bar a couple of blocks away from where we lived. Drinks were cheap for us. Mark even got me laid a couple of times.