The Irish

The Irish are fucking killing me. Everything is so black and white for them and they accept. I get attached - that's my problem. If someone is wonderful over here I take into account where they're from, (that's the biggest influence in my mind) and what they're family is like, etc...
With the Irish there's none of that. They are almost uniformly good people. If they are wonderful I don't question any other factors; I almost expect it based on there homeland. By half of next year all of my Irish girls will be gone and then I'll REALLY have something to blog about, won't I. Love you.