Get all tribal on it.

Just last night, I said to a friend that once or twice a year there will be a day or week in which ex-lovers, ex-boyfriends, ex-whatevers of mine will reach out to me. They come out of the woodwork to say hi or say they're sorry or to promote some new project they're working on. I must have been feeling clairvoyant from the bubbly because today is that day. One phone call and two texts. The texts were within 2 minutes of each other. Three old flames in one hot ass day. Lucky me.

Now, I don't believe in much, so I won't call it fate, but can you explain that this is all happening in the same week as the DVD release of the world's latest (and sexiest?) Christmas Carol remake?

Double lucky me.