Last night, while I was hanging out with the Jonas Brothers at the Staples Center with my pals Alana and Natalie (and thousands of hysterical 13-year-olds), I decided that I needed to text Erin because I needed some concert commentary. I knew she was there, but I didn't have her number.
So I just texted our mutual friend, Riley, for it.
When I texted Erin, I had to explain that I got her number from Riley, just so she didn't wonder.
Then I thought about it...and that's actually how I get most people's numbers...from other people. Which is kind of weird.
And totally convenient.
(Note: The concert was amazing, just in case you were wondering.)