The quality girls...

I would like to explore for a little while the elements that make up the "quality girls." These, contrary to possible misinterpretations, are not the girls of perfect moral fiber and chastity. Instead, they are the girls with a real head on their shoulders who realize what exactly this life we live is about. They are not concerned about the trivial pursuits of a 9-5er or holding themselves to a myth that society likes to perpetuate. For posterity's sake, I will not name said myth directly in this essay, but I will suttly hint at it with clever inuendos and well-laid double entendres.

These girls of a true worldy quality have no thoughts of marriage at 20 or a suburban life with 2.5 kids and an SUV. They think of life on the open road with a dog and a van. They accomoplish the things that they must to make themselves happy and to meet ends, but then they dream about bigger things than the average sorostitute on a binge-drinking, slut rampage through frat row. They have ideas and thoughts that are coherently and cleverly spilled out to any man lucky enough to be on the receiving end of such consciousness. They are open to new ideas and philosophies about a world they know to be changing on a second-to-second basis.

You may be thinking, "Why now, after such a brilliant start, has Craig digressed to petty ramblings about phylosophical females who don't truly exist in today's world?" Well, I am--as always--here to respond to your queries, Dear Reader, and I will tell you that they do not exist in today's world any more than your faithful and vocabularically chaste narrator does (yes, I was being ironical just there). And the reason I can relate with any confidence the things I convey to you now is because I have met such a girl. In point of fact, she is actually quite smitten with your fearless scribbler. Her feelings are reciprocated and personally, I think this is a great thing. Coming from a man who won't even truly commit to grooming himself on a daily basis, this is quite the monument and warrants a blog entry. So, my faithful and verbally-stimulated friends, it is with sky high hopes that I leave you to ponder a future that I hope can be as bright as mine.