Paul and I met August 1, 2002. We met on a Thursday night at the Caravan of all places! Paul had been out with his friend Chris and I was out with my friend Jennifer. I don’t think that either of us really wanted to be at the Caravan that night, but I’m sure we are both very happy we were!
We met because Paul was slightly less than sober and pointing at me, and I noticed and said something to him. That started a conversation that ended with one of my friends mentioning that we would be going to Crawpappy’s later on. The next thing I know, the guys are gone and we girls are left just looking around.
We left the Caravan and headed up to Crawpappy’s. As we were walking up, Paul and his friend were conveniently leaving…I still say they were watching for us out the window so they could be leaving as we got there! Either way, the guys ended up staying at the bar with us and Paul and I had a very nice albeit drunk conversation about many things.
Paul was generous enough to buy me a $1 beer which I thought was very sweet of him…until he knocked the whole thing in my lap! I actually thought it was kind of funny, mostly because of the look of sheer panic and horror on his face! I knew it was an accident, but I still went up to the bouncer and asked him to throw Paul out for spilling the beer on me. He didn’t, not that I would have actually let him!
The night ended with the usual exchange of phone numbers and promises to call the next day. Obviously someone DID call the next day…and you might not be surprised to know it was me and NOT Paul 
Good thing I did, otherwise I wouldn’t be engaged married to my best friend!
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