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Tuesday, September 23, 2008 - 17:32:45

Coward or Douche Bag?

In the fall of 2007, I did something I never imagined I would do; I signed up on eHarmony. My primary reason surrounded my curiosity and boredom. I was required to fill out an abundance of questions in which my responses would ultimately be used to pair me with compatible matches. One of the matches was a man named “Drew.” We exchanged a multitude of emails which eventually led to the exchanging of phone numbers. Drew first contacted me on a Saturday evening. Our first phone conversation lasted a couple of hours. He was at a friend’s house and we talked until his phone battery died. Moments later he called me from his friend’s phone. I could hear his buddies giving him a hard time, which inspired him to lock himself in his car to continue conversing with me.
 
Our first date was arranged for the following evening, a Sunday. I selected a random restaurant while notifying a handful of friends of my whereabouts “just in case.” I recall him being far more attractive than his pictures conveyed. We had initially planned on going to see a movie, but opted against it as we found ourselves submerged in conversation. At the end of the date, we arranged for a second date for the next night. While driving away, he immediately called me and said “I should have kissed you.” I told him he would have a second chance the next night and he said, “Tomorrow is too long of a wait. How about now?” We were at a red light of a busy intersection but I still complied and immediately found myself engaged in one of the most romantic kisses of my life (thus far.)

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Friday, September 12, 2008 - 15:05:13

I Still Remember When 30 Was Old

I still remember when thirty was old, except for I really don’t. I was always an old soul even as child. On my 10th birthday, someone said, “How does it feel to be in the double-digits?” I said “Eh. I look forward to being 27. I will be old enough to be respected but I will still be in my 20’s.” So riddle me this, when did 28 become old?!? Last Friday night, I went out with my cousin Aaron to celebrate his 31st birthday. He wanted to go downtown, and I was immediately disappointed with his preference. Outside of the nightmareish parking situation, bar covers, and overpriced drinks, I was fully aware I would be the odd duck out. The girls would be trying too hard in skirts too short, shirts too low cut, and dresses far too dressy or skimpy for a local bar. My premonition was accurate as I walked into a sea of girls wearing 1/3 the clothing I was wearing. I was fully dressed and still self-conscious. How does that happen?

 

Friday, 9/5 with my cousin Aaron.

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Tuesday, September 02, 2008 - 18:28:48

Dogs are a Girl's Best Friend.

My dachshund, Rusty, will be nine this Thursday. I've had him since he was a puppy. He's been my buddy through a lot of smiles, tears, tornados, men, friends, etc. He was  docile in nature even as a puppy but has grown into an even softer, more laid back dog. He doesn't really want to sit in my lap, he doesn't bark much, he doesn't pester my guests, and I can't imagine not having him.

Sunday evening, I went to dinner with my friends Chris and Katherine. Generally, our friend Cathy joins us as well, but she was out of town this weekend. I'm glad Cathy missed the following exchange. While eating, we watched reports of hurricane Gustav. Our bartender said "The people just need to get out. They need to leave their things, leave their pets, and head out of town."

 

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