Spinster

I discovered the male version of me last night and man, is he awesome! I was out with my classmates and prof, celebrating our final international organizations class, and Neil started telling me about how he’d found my blog and read it –which of course meant that he nudged out the competition* for the title of male version of me– and that he thought it was hilarious that I hate men. (Which, goddamn it, I do not. I am only a man-hater because I’m a man-lover, if you know what I mean, and I think you do.) That, of course, led to a ridiculously explicit conversation about sex. I love it when I meet guys (or girls, for that matter, but for some reason it’s usually guys) I can be super open, even offensive, with (with whom I can be super open, even offensive… fuckin’ grammar). Oh, and, Neil’s fiance knitted him this super awesome scarf, and you gotta love that. So, Neil, baby: I hope you get laid often and well, and may the force be with you.

*Eddie, Stephanie’s boyfriend, was totally in the running –he and I have the same juvenile sense of humor– but I’m pretty sure he doesn’t read my blog all that often. And, seeing as how blogs rock my world, I’m not sure he can be the male version of me without reading this one.