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.

Monday, April 04, 2005

School Night v. Weekend Night

Whose bright idea was it to start the season opener for two of the top teams in baseball (both on the East Coast) at 8 p.m. on a Sunday night??? Just wrong I say. I watched the (brutal) game last night with Paul, who is a die hard Sox fan so the 9-2 loss was really, really fun....and now I'm dragging. Why is it that I can stay out until all hours of the morning on a Friday or Saturday and not feel tired, but I do it on a Sunday and it's all over? Unfair I say. And no, it's not because I sleep in on Saturdays and Sundays. I usually get up at the same time every day. Maybe God is smiting me? Doesn't He have more important things to do?
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