posted by dave on Wednesday, January 4, 2006 at 1:47 AM in category ramblings

I love women. I love the way that every line of their body is a curve, never beginning, never ending. Just curves, always leading to somewhere beautiful. I love the way they smell. I love the way their jeans fit. I love the way their eyes tell you everything you need to know about them.

The best night of my life? Easy. July 15th, 1995. I spent the entire night with my dad at his little camper out in the country. Sitting on his deck, drinking cheap beer, and talking about life and love and everything. Talking like friends instead of like father and son.

The worst night of my life? Easy. October 9th, 2004.

It's almost 2:00 now. This beer has taken longer to drink than I'd thought it would. I suppose that I should try to get some sleep now. I hope I don't dream.

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