Tonight, I turned down the opportunity to go hang out with friends (and a really cute girl!) to go home & finish work. Why do I always choose being responsible over hanging out with people? Honestly, going home was the easy route, and that probably has more to do with it. Going out would have been with co-workers (and a really cute girl) and would have been a blast. But, I’m tired, I have to finish this performance review, I’d probably screw things up with the girl, ad nauseam & ad infinitum. OK, let’s amend the above sentence: why do I always choose being safe over taking chances? Ah well, nothing ventured nothing lost! That’s the spirit!

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