i don't make female friends easily.
and they don't stick around too long when i do.
maybe it's because i tire quickly of pettiness and cattiness, or maybe it's because the smell of competing estrogen rubs me the wrong way. all i know is that i can count the truly good female friends i've made in this life on one hand.
as a side note while we're discussing females ... just for the record gentlemen: it's not you. it's us. we're all a little crazy (albeit, some of us less than others). and we absolutely expect you to read our minds. by the way, the correct answer to "does this make me look fat?" is "no sweetheart. you look more beautiful in that than i've ever seen you look before." practice it.
anyway. despite my best intentions of trying to never make any more female friends, one broke into my safety zone here in dc. she's quirky. she's smart. AND she blogs.
and now, amy is leaving dc to get some fresh air from a stale situation and more importantly, to begin a better job in boston. of course i would make friends with someone who is going to leave.
in honor of the beer commercials:
so today, we salute you a.stice. (background singers: real woman of genius).
most writers leave their wonky wisdom in a book, you leave yours in a blog. (fieldworks wants you back)
you do what lesser man can only dream about. you smash great big things into little bitty pieces. (totally awesome)
you stand like a sentry outside the grounds of our national pastime, offering us your salty nuts. (nice and salty)
women wait their whole lives for a man to say, "i do." in your case i do... (let's talk annulment)
dedicating yourself to a craft others might pou pou, you can pass every single man on the street and say with pride, "you there, you're wearing my underpants, and no, i don't want them back." (change em every day)
so crack open an ice cold brewish-american beer ms. a.stice, thanks to you i know it's perfectly alright to honk if i'm horny. (honk honk beep honk)
Friday, August 05, 2005
chasing amy
Posted by: DBR @ 11:30 AM

I don't know what to say...except that I ALWAYS want my underwear back.
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