Boys!
So, I’m feeling better today. I don’t know if my hormones are straightened out, but I’ve shaken the sads. I think this is in large part due to a great evening with greater guys that included lots of pizza, beer, The Big Penis Book, and a Trailer Park Boys movie.
Seriously, I had no idea my three incredibly straight guy friends would find so much humor in The Big Penis Book. One of the guys was house-sitting and someone found that book tucked away on a low shelf in the living room last night. Lots of cock and balls talk with the boys, and it was awesome.
I’m also taking a little vacation this Thursday through Monday, and I’m sure that helps my outlook on the week ahead!
Edit: For the record, we weren’t snooping around my friend’s uncle’s house last night. We were just sitting around the living room, watching Weeds. As soon as someone spots a large coffee-table style book with The Big Penis Book written on the binding, it’s pretty much guaranteed to come off the shelf!
Good news on shaking the sads! π
I wonder if I’m wired to require a certain amount of testosterone in my life or else I start to implode.
We all seem to need to interact with the opposite gender. Sometimes it just seems easier than with the same gender.
Ant: For me, it almost always seems easier. That probably has a lot to do with growing up surrounded by boys and having very few girls in my life, other than grown women.
Then I also get a high off being the only woman, and consequently, the only recipient of male to female attention in the room. I’m an attention-whore.