It seems I go through life breaking people's illusions. So let me start off with a simple statement of fact: There is NO Santa.
I work at the post office.
Maybe you know the type. It's usually a male. It's well into adulthood yet it still lives at home. I don't mean in a converted garage or other semi-independent arrangement, and I do not mean someone who's hit on hard times and has temporarily fled to the safe port of mum & dad.
Some easy things you can do to ensure that the country looks like you want it to look in 2005...
*note* It may seem like I'm harsh on possible Nader voters.
Assuming you actually managed to convince an Indian girl to go out with you, there are a few things you should keep in mind:
Going out for a dateFirst of all, congratulations for actually getting a date.