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.

Friday, January 21, 2005

Marine Life

Last night I went to drinks with a Marine (sorry Dad). Growing up the daughter of a Green Beret and very near a Marine base I haven't had the best thoughts in regard to Marines. This guy managed to change some of that. He was a perfect gentleman the entire evening, very fun, engaging, smart, cute. He was there before I was and when I walked over to the table he stood up and waited for me to sit, ordered for me (I'm such a sucker for stuff like that), started to walk me home until I realized his car was the opposite direction of where I was going. I gave him a hug at the end of the evening and I'm not a big hugger. It was really, really nice to not have the awkward kiss moment at the end of the date. I just might start liking this Marine from Montana...
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