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Monday, November 16, 2009

Do you wish you had more friends?

I have tons of wonderful friends, but sometimes I find myself wishing I had more. I know, I know, I always want more. More clothes, more money, more friends—I'm a greedy bitch. New York is so crazy and everyone is busy, and lives in a different 'hood, so it's not always easy to get together. So, if I had more friends, I wouldn't have to worry about going to events by myself, which is just what I might have to do on Wednesday night. 

Just as I was thinking this, I came across something on Twitter that made me laugh and rethink everything I just said. Here it is:

"I don't need more friends. You got friends and all they do is ask you to help them move. Fuck that. I'm old. I'm through moving shit."

This is a tweet from Shitmydadsays. He's a 29 year-old dude who lives with his 73 year-old dad and documents every hilarious word out of his mouth.  My friend and FnF reader, Michael, introduced me to him and I'm so glad. Isn't this quote genius? My dad had the same best friend, Bobby Clark, for 60 years. He seemed so content to just hang with Bobby or be with family, and I always thought that was pretty cool. I think if we're going to take anything from this, it should be that the older you get, it's the quality, not quantity of friends you have that's important. Plus, who really wants to help anyone "move shit"? 

What about you guys: Do you sometimes wish you had more friends?