ENTER: discussions among the elite easily tortured
After hours of conversation with a close friend, I was left with one question: how can two intelligent, educated and succesful women devote so much time to discussing something as simple (pun intended) as men? Suddenly it dawned on me, it was like 8th grade all over again, except for this time we had bank accounts and bills to pay. And in that exact moment I realized all I want in life is a tiny apartment, enough food to eat and a job I love. I've got 1 of 3 covered and now onto the apartment and job hunt.
