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10:21 am - September 11, 2004 Sigh. I really wasn't going to. But... I'm a sucker for earnest eyes and nice hands. Seriously, there really is something to be said for tall, broad-shouldered Conan-types. He put his arm around my waist and all of a sudden I wasn't the tallest female at the party, I was dainty. Petite. Willowy. And did I mention fascinating? I could've recited from my anatomy textbook and it would've gotten rave reviews and standing ovations. To tell the truth, I actually had a small squadron of 18- and 19-year olds following me around. It was a bizarre experience. Mental picture for the day: Me keeping a straight face while a baby-faced teenager pools every ounce of suaaaaaave to tell me that he "KNOWS how to appreciate an older woman". Accompanied by eyebrow wiggle. � � |