Jeff and I took the friends who helped us move to dinner on Saturday. We ordered a pitcher of margaritas, and after looking at everyone at the table, the server said, "I'll need to see your ID," pointing at me. Singled out, I was. With the exception of my friend S, who is 34, the rest of us were born in 1971. Hehe! Guess it's my youthful exuberance.
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Date: 2001-05-08 06:12 pm (UTC)