You can see them out on the town, usually in groups. They whoop, they holler, and they drink Bud Lite. They like to dance, and they like to fight. They always act like they are part of a bachlorette party but don’t be fooled. They are just blowing off steam. At heart, these are good church-going girls who are looking for a wholesome guy to get serious with. Beware. But on the other hand, if you like Nascar and Kenny Chesney, this is your match.

She’s at the heart of every party. She’s invited to the opening of every gallery show. She has to hug a dozen people hello when she walks into the bar. She updates her MySpace page every day and people actually notice and leave her comments. She drinks fancy mixed drinks that would cost $8 a piece, if she ever had to buy one herself. She has never had to.

She moved to Colorado from somewhere like Ann Arbor, Michigan or Harrisburg, PA. because she wanted to be near the wonderful Rockies. She snowboards all winter and hikes, camps and rafts all summer. She smokes a little pot, and had a hot girlfriend for a semester in college, but other than that she is a really good girl. Her job in Denver pays for the microbrews and gives her weekends off, but it’s nothing special. She doesn’t mind being 28 and still having 3 roommates. She’s cool, but she is always going to like her yellow lab more than she likes you.

Brace yourself for stories of a screwed-up childhood. She is only working as a Barrista until she can get a good job in graphic design. Hang on through the wild swings in her self-esteem. One day she sees herself as ugly and worthless, the next day she is too cool for school. It all comes with the territory. I’ve said it before and I will say it again. If this is the girl you want to make it happen with, The Odds are Good, but the Goods are Odd.

She loves good people, and just being mellow. She made some awesome friends last summer at Burning Man and can’t wait to go back. She never really got into Widespread Panic until she dropped acid at their Red Rocks shows. Now she totally gets them. She can drink Vodka Red Bulls all night and they don’t seem to slow her down. Must be the caffiene. You remind her of someone she knows. Not so much your face, but your Energy. That’s cool.