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, September 12, 2005

I Choose to Blame the Cold Medicine

Completely forgot to give mad props (again, it's the cold medicine) to Katie for swinging by my apartment yesterday and dropping off OJ (the juice, not The Juice - she would never drop off a killer, um I mean "accused" killer) even after I bailed on going to the game yesterday. The liquid fruity goodness got me through the painful 9th inning of the Nats/Braves game. I shake my fist at you Chipper Jones!!!
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