Jenny and I ended up having an interesting, Margarita induced conversation last night on the Metro that I think entertained the guy sitting in front of us. The basic gist was that we've each been told over the years by male friends that there are two types of girls, the ones you marry and the ones you screw around with, and that we're the kind you marry. I know that this is an old cliche, but I wonder how much truth there is to it, and how well it applies to the current state of society. It has always been important to me to be the kind of girl a guy could take home to his mom, but that becomes hard to balance with also just being fun and interesting. So I guess the question for both of us, and most of my friends really, is at what point do men start looking for our type rather than just a good time? And also, how does one make it clear that that's the type you are without seeming boring or stuck up? I know that, as with all other things, the key comes down being myself and doing what I enjoy, making sure that men are secondary or tertiary in my life. It would simply be nice if there were a road map.