Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Do I Have Cooties?

Evidently, I only get mauled or hugged at the end of dates. There is no in between. What happened to the traditional good night kiss at the door? Was it left back in high school along with making out on the couch? Sigh. I went out with the marine again Sunday. He went out of his way to take me to Trader Joe's after I casually mentioned that it was something I really missed about California (it really is the small things people). So, he went online, found a TJs, drove an hour to the city to pick me up, drove another 1/2 hour to TJs, shopped with me, carried my bag to the car, drove me home, carried my bag to my apartment, asked if he could come in, stayed and chatted while watching football for over an hour, then left with a look and a quick hug. I would think he wants to be just friends (which would be great - I have fun with him and don't know if I have that physical attraction yet) but there were things that he said and did that would normally make me think he likes me likes me. WTF?
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